Elena’s POVThe morning air was cold, but the city was burning with a new kind of energy. The red haze of the Spires was gone, replaced by the natural gold of a rising sun. But high above the streets, a dark shape was cutting through the clouds. It was Victoria’s private helicopter—a sleek, black machine that looked like a bird of prey. It was moving fast, heading toward the mountains beyond the city limits."She’s getting away," I whispered, my voice raspy from the battle at the cooling tower.Alaric stood beside me, his hand resting on my shoulder. His grip was firm, a silent promise that he wouldn't let her go. "She has nowhere to run, Elena. The people have seen the light. The Council is broken. But a cornered wolf is the most dangerous kind."I felt the baby kick again—a sharp, rhythmic thrumming that felt like a drumbeat. The Sterling Spark inside me wasn't just a power anymore; it was a living part of my soul that was growing stronger every hour. I looked at the black helic
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