Antalya's POV
My hands were still trembling from stabbing Dominic when I managed to slip out of my room the next day. The guard outside had left his post momentarily – probably to report about yesterday's incident. My bare feet made no sound against the cold marble floor as I crept down the hallway, my heart pounding so hard I was sure everyone in the mansion could hear it.
I need to find a way out. I can't stay here with my parents' murderer.
I was about to turn the corner when I heard voices – Dominic and Raymond. I pressed myself against the wall, holding my breath.
"—she doesn't even know why you really need her!" Raymond's voice was raised, angry in a way I'd never heard before. "You're dying without a Luna, Dominic. The curse is eating you alive, and you're just using her to save
