Eran POV
I slammed my bedroom door, the sound rattling the frame. I stood there for a second, my chest tight, trying to force air into my lungs. My hands were shaking, so I balled them into fists until my nails bit into my skin.
Eryx was alive.
The thought was a dull, pulsing ache in the back of my head. Every plan, every bribe I’d moved through to set that trap, it had all failed. I’d done everything right, and he’d still walked away.
I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and dialed. My pulse hammered in my thumb as I pressed the screen. They picked up on the second ring.
“What happened?” I didn't wait for a greeting. My voice was a low rasp. “You were supposed to finish it. Why is eryx still breathing?”
The silence on the other end lasted too long. When one of them finally spoke, h
