Elena’s hands were trembling as she bent down to pick up the phone before dashing into the bedroom. Grayson was there, loosening his tie, clearly ready to collapse in bed and fall into the kind of sleep only exhaustion could demand. But she couldn’t wait. “Grayson,” her voice cracked. He turned instantly, his eyes narrowing at the look on her face. “What happened?” She didn’t answer. Instead, she handed him the phone. On the screen, Enoch appeared thin and pale, but still alive. “Elena,” his voice rasped through the speaker. “I’m still here. Please… don’t give up on me.” Silence filled the room as Grayson's hand tightened around the phone until his knuckles went white. He didn’t breathe nor did he move. “Elena…” His voice was low and rough. “This was today?” She nodded, tears spilling down her cheeks. “He survived, Grayson. After everything…" She choked. "After everything that happened, Enoch is alive.” At this moment, the unshakable Grayson Wolfe looked totally und
Read more