Mine
Just… Magnus.
A shuddering breath filled the room. “Derek…” Magnus’s voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper. “You… saved me.”
Elia sobbed in relief, collapsing at his side.
Derek exhaled sharply, his hands trembling from exhaustion. “Yeah, well,” he muttered, “don’t make me do that again.”
Magnus let out a weak, breathless chuckle.
But as Frederick looked down at him, his relief was short-lived.
Because though the darkness was gone—something still wasn’t right.