Chapter 168
Aaliyah
"They were so many," I said, looking at Tristan, who was staring at his reflection in the mirror.
This was likely sent from Vladimir. There were still days before the duel between the two brothers.
Tristan left the mirror, and I walked outside to the balcony. I stood there for some time, staring at the splashes of blood on the ground. A sudden sensation returned to my arms, and I shuddered as goosebumps lined my skin.
The sensation intensified, throbbing inside my arms. Feeling Tristan's presence, I turned around to find him standing at the doorway. His eyes glowed red and darkened as he stepped closer.
"You don't look fine," I murmured. "Is it the wolfsbane?"
"Yes," he answered. "I was shot twice."
