LOGINSheila's POV
Lana's POV The scouts brought word at dawn. My father's allied forces had crossed the frozen river. They'd be at our borders by nightfall.Damon didn't panic. He didn't rage. He just nodded, dismissed the scout, and turned to me.
Lana's POV Liam stumbled back, his hand pressed against his bleeding nose, his eyes wide with disbelief. He'd underestimated me. They all had.
Lana's POV The glacier cave loomed before us, dark and hungry. I took a step inside, my eyes adjusting to the dim light filtering through cracks in the ice. Then I stopped.Shadows moved at the edges. Too m
Lana's POVWhen Tia saw I remained unmoved, her mask cracked. The smirk vanished. The pretense dropped. Her eyes turned cold, flat, dangerous."You
Lana's POVI wasn't expecting to see Tia the following day.She appeared at the edge of the camp as the sun was setting, her silhouette unmistakable even from a distance. I hadn't seen her in months—not since she'd slithered her way into Liam's bed while pretending to be my friend. Now she stood there, one hand resting on her swollen belly, her eyes glittering with something dark and satisfied.She had found a
Lana's POVMoments LaterThe healers came and went. Sheila came more often. She stood at the doorway of the room they'd moved Damon to—a small cabin not far from the ruined refuge, borrowed from a family who owed Dave a favor."Lana." Sheila touched my shoulder. "You need to rest. Eat something. Sleep. Just for an hour."
Lana's POV
Lana's POV







