223Author's pov.Ella's words rang through the silence, and Christoff's gaze darkened, “You insolent bitch how dare you.”Ella raised her chin, “I might be a bitch but I'll never be yours. And if you want this power you'll have to kill me for it.” Before Christoff could speak, Ella lunged at him. The charge was defiant bordering on suicidal. With her hand already reaching for her blade and her mind screaming to protect Ella from the monster who dared to claim her Celene was propelled forward by a wave of protective rage. But a powerful, unforgiving hand clamped down on her arm. Mondrian. He stopped her mid-stride with an iron grip. “Let me go, Mondrian!” Celene growled, defying his grip while staring at Ella's fighting body. “No, Celene,” Mondrian said in a low, firm, and unyielding voice. “Let her do this. She needs to do this. Let her prove herself.”His hold remained firm. “This is something she must do. She is fighting this battle. It might not be her destiny but she has to
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