EVELARA
“…Alex!?” The word slipped from my lips, strangled and trembling.
He was fuming in anger as well. His lips had swollen from one punch from Eryx. Although Eryx is a child, he trains with his father and uncle each morning as part of his routine, so he is stronger than other kids.
Alex watched me, his eyes blinked and then widened with realisation.
“…Mom!?” The word shattered through me like a fragile glass.
His eyes were staring at me in complete shock.
I felt a little movement beside me. I looked down only to catch Eryx pressing himself harder into me, as though he hadn’t heard.
Suddenly, Alex surged forward, yanking against the guard’s grip. He tore free, stumbling, before I could move.
“Get off her!” he shouted, shoving at Eryx with all the raw, reckless
