Chapter – The Woman in the Shadows

I froze.

The sound of her voice slammed into me harder than the falling ceiling from hours ago. My breath caught midair, stuck in my throat like ice, and every instinct inside me screamed that I was looking at a ghost.

But Helena was no ghost.

She was real.

Alive.

And standing inside my son’s bedroom with a smug little smile that curled the corners of her mouth like she’d never died at all.

“What the hell…” I whispered, rising slowly from Nico’s bed, shielding him instinctively.

Her gaze dropped to him. “So, this is the boy.”

“Don’t you come near him.” My...