Juliette's POV
Heat clawed at Juliette’s throat. Smoke swirled around her like a living creature, pressing against her lungs and stealing precious air with every breath she took. The flames had already grown taller than she was, licking the ceiling with furious hunger, casting the warehouse in swaying waves of red and orange.
Juliette pressed her back against Kael’s cage, choking on the thick smoke.
“Jules,” Kael rasped, gripping the bars with blood soaked fingers. “Listen to me. You need to get out. Now.”
“I cannot,” she coughed, wiping tears from her eyes as the smoke burned them raw. “There is nowhere left.”
“Yes there is,” Kael said, urgency vibrating in his voice. “Behind my cage. There is a wall panel. You need to push it.”
Juliette froze. “A panel?”
“Now,” Kael barked, louder
