Vivian’s POV
The glass of the window broke without me touching it.
One moment I was sitting on the bed, staring out at the courtyard below. The next moment there was a sound like ice cracking, and a spiderweb of fractures appeared across the pane.
I jerked back.
My hands were glowing again. Faint violet light that seemed to pulse from under my skin. Not bright. Not dangerous. But definitely there.
The tonic was completely gone from my system now. That much was clear.
Through the bond, I could feel Dominic’s turbulence like a storm. Something had shifted. Something had changed. His emotions were chaotic anger, certainty, all tangled together into something I didn’t fully understand.
But underneath it all was something else. Resolve.
Like he’d decided something. Like he’d made a choi
