Chapter 1897

If anyone else had treated him like this, Zion would've made sure they didn't live to see the next sunrise—man or woman, it didn't matter. But somehow, Maeve was the exception. Zion stepped into the bathroom and let the hot water run over him as if he could wash away the exhaustion clinging to his body. Just as his mind began to settle, a familiar voice echoed in his ears once again. "Zion, wake up. You only have 30 minutes left." The moment he heard this voice, Zion sank beneath the bathwater and submerged himself completely as if the pressure in his lungs could drown out the hallucination. But it didn't. The voice lingered through his mind like an inescapable whisper. It was late when Zion stepped out of the bathroom. His skin was still damp when he had a white towel draped loosely around his neck. The sharp ring of his phone cut through the silence. He answered without hesitation. "What?" His voice was flat, edged with irritation. On the other end, Levi chuckled, "Are you