Elena’s Point Of View

"Who did this to you?" His voice was a growl, low and dangerous, each word a promise of violence, of retribution, of something so dark it sent a shiver down my spine.

My fingers twitched at my sides, my heart still pounding from the adrenaline, from the fight, from the sheer relief of being out of that house, out of Graham’s clutches.

I exhaled, long and slow, my shoulders sagging as I leaned against the back of the chair Jaxx had pulled out for me. "No one in ...