Chapter 5

The air in the study seemed to freeze. In that moment, my wrist almost felt like it hurt all over again.

Not from the injury itself, but from something deep in my heart being touched after so long.

Alexander Warren stood up.

His figure loomed over me like a mountain. He walked over until he was closer than he had ever been before.

I could even catch that faint, cold scent on him, the kind only a soldier seemed to carry.

He lowered his head.

His gaze landed on my wrist.

That scar, the one I had always seen as…