Elena
*****Early Dawn — The Ruins of Silverfang*****
The silver lightning was still burning across the sky when everything went quiet.
Not peaceful quiet.
The kind that comes right before something else breaks.
Smoke drifted through the ruins of Silverfang, thick and bitter. The towers were half-collapsed. The ground was cracked and glowing where Seraphina’s fire had eaten through stone. Bodies lay everywhere, warriors, mothers, children, people who had trusted Chase to protect them.
And now they were gone.
I couldn’t breathe.
Finn was standing a few feet in front of me, silver light still pulsing under his skin. His eyes didn’t look like my son’s eyes anymore. They looked older. Sharper. Like something else was looking out through them.
Fia was beside him, shaking.
“Finn…” she w
