Caras pov
My mind was in complete chaos. Every part of me tried to convince myself that I was just overreacting, that I was just being paranoid. But the truth stood there in front of me, undeniable. That sinking feeling of being hunted, of being found, was pricking my skin like needles, refusing to let go.
The figures moved with a slow, deliberate pace, as if they wanted everyone to feel their power. As they reached the front, Alexander turned to face the crowd, his voice calm but loud enough to echo through the gathering. “Welcome, everyone. Tonight, we are honored to have some very special guests. Please show them the respect they deserve.”
The crowd fell into a hushed silence, all eyes glued to the three figures. One by one, they stepped forward, pulling back their hoods.
My heart
