“I warned you she’d lose control.”
Renna’s voice cut through the dim chamber before Elder Theron even reached the table. She didn’t bother to hide the satisfaction in her tone. She stepped out from behind one of the marble pillars, arms crossed, blonde hair spilling over her shoulders like a halo designed to mislead. The candles burned low around them, casting long shadows along the council walls.
Theron shut the door behind him with a firm hand, his expression tight. “Do not be smug, Renna. This is not the time.”
“Oh, please.” She walked toward him with slow, precise steps, her heels echoing across the stone floor. “Everything is unfolding exactly as I said it would. The curse is getting worse. Ryder is becoming a threat. And Sienna, well…” She tapped a finger to her lips. “She’s unrav
