Chapter 64

Serena POV

Leo had not opened his eyes in twelve hours.

Twelve hours of shallow breaths.

Twelve hours of stillness.

Twelve hours of a silence that wrapped itself around my throat like a tightening rope.

He lay on the healer’s cot, tiny chest rising and falling so faintly that every exhale stole a piece of my sanity. I brushed his cheek with trembling fingers. Warm. Alive. But unreachable.

Ava paced inside me with a restless, helpless fury.

Wake him. Serena—wake him!

“I’m ...