Elena
*****Crescent Valley Fortress — War Hall, Hours later*****
The hall was still humming with the weight of Lucian’s final words.
Even after everyone straightened and tried to look composed, the tension stayed thick. It sat heavy in the air like smoke after a fire.
Chase looked shaken but stubborn.
Lucian looked unbothered and completely in control.
The council looked terrified.
And the twins… they were too calm.
Too quiet.
Finn tugged at my sleeve, small brows pulled together.
“Mom?” he whispered. “Something is wrong.”
My stomach tightened instantly.
“Where?” I asked.
He didn’t point to anything in the room.
He pointed to his chest.
“Inside,” he murmured. “I feel… loud.”
Lucian’s head snapped toward him.
“Finn,” he said carefully. “What exactly do you feel?”
Finn frow
