Delilah's POV
Then, just as I was about to surrender to the void, a whisper echoed in my mind, faint, urgent, and achingly familiar.
“Not yet.”
A surge of power pulsed through me, jolting me awake. But this wasn’t my world. It was another realm entirely. The seven women I had seen before were there again, just like the time I was with Farrell. This time, however, they turned to me, their expressions softening as they welcomed me.
I felt fear clawing at my chest. One thing was certain: I might as well be dead now. Suddenly, a shining figure appeared from nowhere, joining us. The light radiating from them was so intense that I couldn’t make out their features, but something about their presence felt feminine.
As the figure approached, I shut my eyes tightly, unable to bear the brillia
