Chapter 31

Tera’s POV

My hand never connected.

It stopped mid-air, caught in a firm grip before it could land, fingers curling uselessly against a palm that didn’t so much as flinch.

I froze.

My breath came out in sharp, uneven bursts as my gaze snapped upward and there he was.

Dante.

For a second, my brain refused to process it. The tension, the panic, the suffocating tightness in my chest; it all blurred together until the only thing I could focus on was the way his hand held mine, ...