[Irene Miles’ POV]
“Theo!” Luna Eleanor looked at him as if she couldn’t believe it was the same son she once knew.
“Brother… please. Please don’t…” I held his hand holding the sword. “I know you hate Eliezer, but… Zane…” I shook my head. “Not him, please.”
He stood like a statue, as if he wasn’t hearing or seeing anyone except Zane who trudged to him, lowering his head. Before Zane could reach Theo, I held his hands. “No Zane. Please wait. We can talk things out. I am sure there will be an alternative.”
Zane kept peering at me. I failed to read his eyes that day. There was nothing in his eyes or his face that I could read — he was blank. Theo held my arm and pushed me to Ajax, “keep her away from us.” Ajax caught me before I fell on the ground. Ajax and Calix held me back with the
