The embers of the battle still smoldered, the scent of blood lingering in the air.
I stood over Eugenia’s unconscious form, my heartbeat slowly returning to normal.
The thrill of victory should have washed over me, but my mind was clouded with something else—Luca.
Why had he stood by Eugenia’s side?
As if answering my thoughts, a familiar figure emerged from the shadows.
“Janette, we need to talk.” Luca’s voice was low, tinged with exhaustion.
Dominic immediately moved in front of me, his golden eyes burning with fury. “You have no right to speak to her.”
Luca’s gaze flickered to Dominic, something unreadable passing through his expression.
He lifted his hands slightly, a gesture of peace.
“I’m not here to fight,” he sighed. “There are things Janette needs to know.”
I took a de
