Mira’s POV
Her nails bit into my skin as she leaned in, her whisper dripping with venom.
“I know you're behind this, witch."
I wrenched my hand free, her nails leaving angry red trails in their wake. “Unhand me," I hissed, stepping back before she could latch on again.
Valerie’s lips curled into a smirk, her dark eyes narrowing like a predator savoring the chase. “You helped Thalia escape, didn’t you?"
“I don’t know what you’re talking about," I lied, turning away before she could read the truth in my eyes. My gaze fell on Silas’ lifeless form, and a fresh wave of guilt twisted in my gut.
She moved closer, her voice sharp as a blade. “Swear that you don’t.”
I forced steel into my spine and met her stare head-on. “I said I don’t know, Valerie."
The silence stretched between
