Juliette’s POV
Rain poured down the alley in relentless sheets, turning the ground beneath my feet slick and uneven. I pulled away from Bryan’s protective grip just enough to look past him into the darkness where the black eyed man had vanished. His final whisper still curled through my head like smoke, clinging to every thought and rattling the pieces of my courage.
You can run, Omega. But your fate is already mine.
I swallowed hard, trying to steady the tremor in my hands. My heart was still pounding in a painful rhythm, a frantic beat that made my breath sharp and uneven. The echoes of the fight still clung to the air, lingering like ghosts. The duplicates, the impossible duplication of my enemy, the strange way they moved in sync, the way their voices dug into my mind… it all felt u
