The moment his hand touched mine, everything inside me went quiet. Like something had just taken hold of the chaos and silenced it with purpose.
My breath caught halfway in, my body going still as the pressure that had been fighting me, pushing against me, suddenly aligned.
That was worse. Because it meant it was no longer trying to take control. It already had access.
“Mabel let go.” Kessler’s voice cut through sharply, his grip tightening around my wrist as he tried to pull me back, to break the contact before it went any further.
But my arm did not move. Not because I held it there. Because something inside me refused to release it.
“Careful,” the man said quietly, his eyes locked on mine. “You pull her now, you disrupt the balance.” I don’t care about balance, Kessler snapped. “I
