Elena POV

I stared blankly at the phone I held tightly in my left hand. I’d found it on the dressing table that morning. Draven had left it behind with a note:

“Call me immediately, if something happens.”

If something happens. I smiled bitterly. What could possibly happen to me here in this fortress?

I’d spent three weeks stuck here, alone, while he attended and organized parties.

‘He’s probably forgotten all about you.’ Something dark and cruel whispered in my ...