Chapter 60

SERAPHINA 

I sat on the edge of my bed, my hands twisting in my lap, staring at the door like someone was going to burst through it any second. 

My heart was still racing from what went down at dinner—Isabella’s flat stomach, her accusations, the vial, and Lucien locking her in the dungeon. 

Freya was practically bouncing around the room, grinning like she’d just won a million bucks. “We did it, big sister!” she said, her voice loud with excitement. ...