FERRIS' POV The moment Raven’s words left her mouth, it was like the world fell silent. “Kraden,” she whispered again. She looked into space as if she was seeing something we couldn't. The name was dark and ancient. It struck through my chest like a blade. My knees buckled slightly, and for a mom
ELISE'S POV I blinked in surprise, unsure if I had heard her correctly. “You’ve been waiting for me?” I repeated. I stared at the older woman who stood before me like some timeless figure carved from ancient prophecy. Her eyes glowed faintly with an eerie but beautiful light and her voice echoe
Sophie screamed. “WHAT?!” Despite the weight of it all, I couldn’t help it—I laughed. The absurdity of it. The pain, the chaos. Sophie looked horrified. “That’s not even— That’s like, criminal-level evil!” “Tell me about it.” I said, rolling my eyes. She turned in her wheelchair to face me. “A
ELISE'S POV It had been three days since Sophie woke up. Three days since the moment I should have celebrated with joy, except my heart felt heavier than ever. I had made it a habit to stay by Sophie’s side from morning till evening, pretending it was for her—though it was just as much for me. It
ELISE'S POV Eden’s words echoed in my ears long after he said them. “She’s awake.” "She's in her room now" he continued "She woke up a few hours ago. She's resting" I barely gave him a chance to finish before I let out a small squeal and took off running. My legs carried me on pure instinct—pa
ELISE'S POV “Get out.” Ferris said. My heart stopped. For a moment, I didn’t even register the words. I blinked at Ferris like he’d just spoken in a foreign language. But then… it hit me. His voice hadn’t cracked. His tone hadn’t been playful or teasing. It had been cold. Detached. Icy. I could
ELISE'S POV “Say that again…” I whispered. My throat was tight. I was barely able to summon my breath. My chest rose and fell unevenly. I couldn't process his words. No, this couldn't be happening. Ferris would never do that to me. Farrell didn’t flinch. He didn’t even blink. He stood at t
FARELL'S POV The moonlight highlighted silver streaks on Elise’s hair as she lay unconscious in my arms. Even in sleep, she radiated power. Not the kind you see, but the kind you feel. It was a slow kind of energy that seemed to breathe with her. I had known she was powerful—but this? This was som
ELISE'S POV “Elise!” the person called again. The voice barely reached me over the howling in my ears. I turned slowly, feeling disoriented. The air around me felt thick and alive—almost crackling. I heard my name again, louder this time. “Elise!” That voice… Farrell? I turned toward the open