The moment Abigail stepped forward, a dark storm of magic swirling around her, my heart sank.
She was different, no more the little girl that I had seen growing up.
Now she was strong and terrifying, an aura cloaked in shadows.
The density of her energy was everywhere on the battlefield, and it was hard to breathe.
"Abigail!" I screamed, my desperation clawing at my throat. "You don't have to do this! Remember who you are!"
But my words fell on deaf ears.
Lucian stood behind her, an irritating smirk stretched across his face; he was enjoying some sort of grand performance.
"You see how easy it is to manipulate a child?" he said, his voice slick as oil. "Abigail is the key to my plans, and nothing can stop us with her by our side!
The pack was in disarray.
Fear and confusion sprea
