Ruby
I couldn’t stop shaking.
Not from fear.
Not from exhaustion.
But from the raw, unrestrained power still pulsing inside me.
The flames had vanished from my hands, but I could feel them burning beneath my skin, simmering just beneath the surface. My entire body felt alive in a way it never had before.
I had fought back.
And I had won.
Manson stood in front of me, his golden eyes glowing like embers in the dim morning light. He had shifted back into his human form, his body covered in fresh scratches and streaks of blood not his own.
But his expression wasn’t one of relief.
It was pure fury.
“They were after you.” His voice was calm, but I could feel the rage simmering beneath it. “They came directly for you.”
I swallowed hard, my throat dry. “I know.”
Manson’s jaw tightened
