Cypril
“Put off the fire!” I shouted immediately, my voice cutting through the chaos with a force that surprised even me.
Guards scattered at once, scrambling toward the well, forming frantic lines with buckets as flames roared higher into the night sky.
But even before Cain pointed fully toward the burning structure, I knew. He didn’t need to say the words.
He didn’t need to confirm it.
His expression, sharp and strained told me everything…and the order he had given earlier, the order I had supported.
Shut!
It all just confirms that Melisa was in there. The realization landed like a stone dropping straight through my chest.
I should be happy, shouldn’t I?
Isn’t this what we wanted?
From the beginning, the three of us had agreed she was inconvenient. Difficult. Defiant. A bond fo
