Chapter 59
Chapter fifty-nine
Maxon
I’m being led by a fucking leash through the tunnels once again.
I can sense Yumekui’s delight at having me at her mercy, at treating me like her fucking pet.
Everly told me she has a plan to get me out of here.
The spark in her green eyes was enough to make me believe in it.
But she didn’t tell me what that plan was, and for good reason.
If they were somehow able to infiltrate my mind—to pull secrets from me—I don’t want her to know Everly’s plan. Not even a hint.
It occurs to me that when I emerged from my vision with Everly, her blood served as an antidote.
It acted as a cleansing force, dispelling the sinister, almost sentient blood magic.
Although I was completely clear-headed when Yumekui arrived, I pretended to be dazed and obedient, wearing a temporary mask.