Visaris
Cameron’s words hit me like a punch to the gut.
Olivine took Roisin to the party.
The panic was instant—sharp and consuming. My heart launched into a frenzy before my feet even moved. A thousand worst-case scenarios crashed through my mind in seconds: the crowd, the drinking, the Lycans… the danger. She didn’t belong there. She wasn’t safe.
I didn’t even remember getting to the hallway. One second I was in my office, the next I was storming through the palace corridors, my steps swift and silent. The shadows stretched long across the marble, the flickering sconces casting warped silhouettes on the walls. The deeper I went, the more the air itself seemed to warp with tension. Like something wrong was waiting at the end of the hall. My body knew it before my mind caught up.
And
