Amber.
I had no idea where Zeden was taking me. My bare feet scraped painfully against the cold marble floors as he dragged me forward, his grip like steel around my upper arm. Every step jolted through my body.
The storm outside raged in perfect sync with the fury exploding from him—lightning cracking across the sky the exact moment another growl tore from his throat, thunder rolling like it was answering his anger.
I screamed. I whimpered. I cried out his name, begged him to stop. My voice echoed down the long, darkened corridors of the mansion. Anyone awake would have heard me. Anyone with a shred of courage would have come running.
No one did.
The guards stationed at every corner, every doorway, every shadowed arch—they saw. Their eyes flicked toward us, then away. They didn’t mo
