/-Alora-/
I struggled through a chain of activities that whirled in a haze about me, my breath coming in great ragged gasps, while my mind whipped thoughts at me from every direction.
It was as if some instinct had taken over my body alone, urging it to flight from oncoming danger looming, ready to overwhelm in its wake.
Still, the cold, gnawing fear that clawed at my chest whispered to me that the real fight was not outside on the field, that it was here in this camp, where the c***k might split us asunder unless we acted quickly.
Randall’s voice lingered in my mind, his final words resonating through the relentless pounding in my ears: “You’re the only one who can stop this.”
But how?
How might I have hoped to stop that which had been so long in coming? Lucien had known; he had en
