Adonis’s POV

Autumn was still unconscious. She had drained herself completely, and even though it scared me, I knew she needed rest more than anything. Her body looked too fragile, her face pale, and when I saw her lying there, it hurt me deep inside. I wanted to shake her awake, to tell her she couldn’t leave us like this, but I couldn’t be selfish. She had carried too much for us. For now, all I could do was wait.

But waiting was not enough. My brothers and I had questions that were ...