Vanessa's POV The echo of Ronan’s dark, smooth laugh bounded off the damp stone walls of the temple, a sickening sound that made every nerve in my body scream.He was looking down at my six-year-old son with a calm, patronizing fascination, enjoying the absolute, suffocating terror he had dropped into the room."Get your hands away from him," I snarled, stepping directly between Ronan and the water, my claws clicking into place as my wolf raged behind my ribs. "I said step back!""Vanessa, lower your posture," Mara’s raspy, cracked voice cut through the heavy mist. The old witch hadn't moved from her kneeling position near the edge of the pool, her blind, milky eyes fixed on the empty air between us. "You are acting out of blind panic, and it serves nothing."I snapped my head toward her, disbelief burning in my chest. "Mara, he poisoned him! He did something to my boy's blood just to drag us on our knees!""He did not poison the boy," Mara said coldly, her tone sharp and devoid of s
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