Chapter 171
Betrayed by Blood
Chapter 171
The room was eerily quiet.
Cain stood in the doorway, motionless. His gaze remained fixed on the bed... on her.
Avery lay perfectly still, her face pale against the dark sheets. If not for the slow, shallow rise and fall of her chest, she might have appeared lifeless.
His throat tightened.
Four days.
Four goddamn days since she had collapsed in his arms. Four days of burning and freezing at the same time, her body caught in a battle even the healers couldn’t explain.
Cain had barely left this room. Barely breathed without listening for hers. The only time he wasn’t watching over her was when he had no choice but to leave to handle affairs that refused to wait.
But every time he closed his eyes, he saw the dungeon. Saw her standing there, trembling. Saw the charred, burnt body of Hugh on the floor.
He had dismissed the guards’ claims at first, thinking them hysterical. But he had seen the aftermath. He had gone down there himself, had grabbed Hugh’s ruined, twitching form and thrashed him like a common thief.