Eve’s POV
Danny didn’t let go of me the entire walk back.
His little hand was wrapped so tightly around mine that my fingers tingled, but I didn’t dare shift even an inch. I kept him locked against my side with my free hand, holding him like the world would take him away from me the second I blinked.
Malik walked on my other side, close enough that our arms brushed with each step, close enough that I felt his eyes flick toward me every few seconds
I felt heavy on the inside, Astrid’s words still rang in my mind twisting like vines,
‘the mark belongs to the heir… my sister… the one who died…’
I tried to push it away, tried to keep my focus on Danny’s soft and shaky breath, I tried to stay resent in the moment but I couldn’t shake it all off.
We reached Tess’s cottage just as the
