Elena’s POVAlaric’s scream was the most haunting sound I had ever heard. It wasn't the roar of a beast; it was the cry of a terrified child."I'm here! Alaric, you're safe!" I held him tightly, my arms wrapped around his broad shoulders.He was soaking wet with sweat. The violet glow had finally dimmed, leaving him looking human again. His skin was no longer burning, but he was shivering. The medicine had worked, but it had left him very weak."They are coming," he whispered. His eyes were wide, looking at the ceiling."Who? The Council?""The ink," he muttered. "They are pouring the ink."I looked at Mary. She looked worried. "He’s talking in riddles, Elena. The medicine might have been too strong."Suddenly, a high-pitched buzzing sound filled the cellar. It sounded like a thousand angry bees.Bzzzzzzzzzz."Drones," Mary whispered, her face going white. "They are searching the neighborhood. They have thermal sensors."I knew what that meant. Even if Alaric wasn't glowing
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