Chapter 115

Tristan's POV

I was dreaming about the cave. About Athena's silver eyes looking at me like I was nothing.

About the way my life force had been pulled from my body like water going down a drain.

But then something soft brushed against my cheek and the dream started to fade.

Something was touching my face. Light fingers moving across my skin in a way that felt familiar and warm. My body was still exhausted from what had happened.

Every muscle ached and my bones felt hollow, like they were still trying to rebuild themselves from the inside out.

But the thought of Athena made my eyes snap...