Chapter 115

Tristan's POV

I was dreaming about the cave. About Athena's silver eyes looking at me like I was nothing.

About the way my life force had been pulled from my body like water going down a drain.

But then something soft brushed against my cheek and the dream started to fade.

Something was touching my face. Light fingers moving across my skin in a way that felt familiar and warm. My body was still exhausted from what had happened.

Every muscle ached and my bones felt hollow, ...