Bound by His Promise
Light swirls around me, wrapping my body, my limbs, my vision.
Then—
silence.
The light fades.
Lucas stumbles toward me, breathless. “Rhea—are you—”
I collapse into his arms.
Shaking.
Crying.
But alive.
“I’m still me,” I choke out. “Lucas… I’m still me.”
He holds me tight. “Good. That’s all that matters.”
But then—
A soft voice whispers from behind us.
Not the watcher.
Not the hybrid.
Someone else.
“Not for long.”