Chapter 57

Elena’s POV I wasn’t just shocked, I was frozen. Petrified. And too terrified to even blink. What was happening? I refused to believe it. All the planning, the running, the risks we took to escape Silver Crest… it couldn’t all be for nothing. It couldn’t be some stupid chase with no finish line. But the truth was crushing me. Eric’s hand was locked around my wrist, tight and unyielding. His powerful scent filled the air, heavy and suffocating, wrapping around me like a cage. That alone shattered any hope I had left. I had fooled myself into thinking I was free. I had run so far, fought so hard only to end up right back in his grasp. In a blink, he spun me around and lifted my chin roughly, forcing my face up. The look in his eyes sent a cold wave through my body. There was no warmth there. No restraint. Just fury and possession. “Last time,” he growled, “you said you were just hanging out with him. You said you weren’t trying to run.” His grip tightened slightly. “So tell me—what about