Chapter 110

Tristan

Athena was in the center of the chamber, but she looked nothing like my mate.

Her hair had changed from the dark brown I loved to run my fingers through to a brilliant gold that seemed to glow with its own light.

Her eyes were no longer the warm hazel that used to look at me with love and trust. Instead, they burned with a cold silver fire that made my chest tighten with fear.

Massive chains lay melted on the stone floor around her, the metal twisted and warped like it ...