Chapter 122: No More Chains

Ella’s

The sprawling Silverfang living room was unnaturally quiet. Too still. It was the kind of heavy, oppressive silence that crawls deep under your skin and refuses to leave. I stood near the main doorway, my arms crossed protectively, adamantly refusing to sink into any of their soft, expensive couches. The Queen sat slumped forward, her hands shaking uncontrollably in her lap, her eyes visibly swollen and red from endless crying. Jasper sat stiffly beside ...