Elena's Pov

I said nothing. I simply continued wiping the blood off his skin attempting to disregard the urge of my hands to stay longer to feel beyond what was needed.

He said, "I have to tell you something. About that book. About the reason I possessed it."

My hands froze. "Martha mentioned you require rest…"

"Martha can hold on." His gaze locked with mine. "You merit the truth. Not fragments. Not partial justifications." He exhaled. "Two months prior, Rowan approached me with whispers. ...