Juliette’s POV
The city outside had surrendered to darkness, streetlights flickering as if unsure whether to burn or die. Rain slicked streets mirrored the neon glow, casting everything in an eerie, otherworldly light. My hands trembled as I gripped the steering wheel, the events of the past days crawling over me like jagged shards of glass. Every decision, every glance, every touch from Dorian or Bryan had built this tension, this unrelenting storm, and now… it had grown sharper. More dangerous.
I drove through empty streets, the tires hissing over puddles, the wipers struggling against the relentless rain. My mind replayed the encounter at the rink over and over—the shadowed figure, the whispered warnings, the way Dorian and Bryan had positioned themselves like a wall around me. And th
