Chapter 312: Visiting Yvette Jennings for Scrool
Owen's POV – Human World, New Avalon District
The rain had just started when I stepped in front of her door.
Even now, even after everything, my heartbeat betrayed me. The quiet street hummed with static tension. The sky above cracked with distant thunder, like the world was holding its breath.
I stared at the tall, obsidian-glass door in front of me. Her home. Or more accurately, her fortress.
Yvette Jennings.
Royal-blooded enigma. Beauty wrapped in cunning. She once looked at me like I was the only thing real in her world—before she tried to rewrite mine.
I knocked.
Once. Twice. The sound was sharp, deliberate.
Moments passed. I could feel her energy inside—calm, amused, curious.
Then the door opened.
She stood there barefoot, in a silk robe the color of crimson wine. Her silver-blonde hair cascaded over one shoulder, her eyes a striking violet, the kind that always saw too much.