Bloodline Unknown

Chapter Sixty - two

The drive out of his compound felt quieter than it should have, he had returned to the house he had been avoiding for weeks to keep the drive in a place he was certain was safe. Eli kept his hands loose on the steering wheel, as if holding them too tight would anchor something in him that had to move. The Vault’s hiss and the memory of Leonhart’s voice — still sat in his chest. He hadn’t told Selene where he'd gone. He hadn’t told anyone.

He told himself that secrecy was practical. That some truths should be handled alone at first. That he needed to think, to sort what he’d found before he allowed other people to touch it. The truth was simpler: the vault made him feel both smaller and older. It had lodged questions in him that wanted answers he didn’t know how to risk sharing.

He felt a ping from his phone which sat in his pocket. He sighed, thinking the message was from Selene, instead D’onyx name flashed across his screen.

Different thoughts on how she had gotten his number ran th