Sebastian’s POV
Sarah went to say something, but all that came out was a sob. Her face distorted with pain, and she ran to the castle. Concern overtook me. I stood like a statue. I pushed her too far.
Running both hands over my face, I cursed loudly, knowing better than to push someone into awakening their gift like that. Fisting my hands at my sides, I gritted my teeth. Though my methods were unorthodox, striking fear had triggered Sarah in a way I hadn’t seen coming.
She had done it. She awakened her gift. She froze time, stopping the knife. I was ready to teleport in front of her and grab it if nothing happened. It had. Instinct saved her. At what cost, though?
I climbed into a dark pit of self-loathing and stormed to her room, knowing that was the only refuge she had.
I heard the
