Chapter 122

VALERIA’S POV The crisp morning air did little to soothe the fire simmering beneath my skin as I walked toward Elijah’s place. After everything that had happened, I needed to see him—to make sure he was okay, to demand answers, to figure out what was going on inside his head. But I also chose a longer route to reach there, this will divert the attention of any spies sent by Dimitri. I didn’t have time to check today whether I was being followed or not. But before I could make it much farther, a familiar voice stopped me in my tracks. I should have known someone would try to get in my way. The morning had started off well enough—or at least, as well as it could in this damn pack—but the moment I stepped onto the path leading to Elijah’s place, a sickly sweet voice rang out behind me. “Well, well, if it isn’t our little runaway sl*t.” I stopped mid-step, my hands clenching into fists at my sides. A heavy sigh left my lips as I rolled my eyes. Of course. I turned around slowly, meeting th