Chapter 37

I instinctively backpedalled into Xander’s warmth. There was a burning sensation on my wrist, and I dropped Eloim’s hand to cradle my wrist closer to my chest.

At that moment, both my ankles were pulled on. Xander held on to me and got dragged a few feet forwards.

“Enola, enough,” he boomed.

The pressure released and I fell limply, to scramble back inside Xander’s embrace.

That’s when the weight of everything that has happened and everything that...