The air in the salon grew heavier as Liliana continued to circle us, each step calculated and predatory. "You still don't see it, do you?" she purred, her ever-changing eyes fixed on me. "The true scope of your power. The real reason the Council fears you."
Miss Marie's crystals pulsed brighter as she maintained her protective stance. "She sees more than you think."
"Does she?" Liliana's laugh was sharp as broken glass. "Does she understand that her beauty line isn't just about products? That her desire to help others embrace their differences is actually part of her supernatural destiny?"
"Don't let her in your head," Yue warned in my mind. "She twists truth into weapons."
But Liliana wasn't finished. "The prophecy speaks of transformation," she continued, her form rippling like smoke
