THE FIRE WITHIN
Elena
The pain, the fear, the drug it all blurred around me like a heavy fog. But something deeper stirred. A pressure in my chest, hot and angry, begging to be released.
I couldn’t feel my lips. My legs were weak. The slave masters were laughing.
Then I heard her voice. Soft but firm.
“Fight back, Elena. Use it.”
My eyes fluttered open. Through my haze, I saw Head Maid Sarah standing a few steps away, partially hidden in the shadows. Her arms were crossed, her expression unreadable, but her voice had strength.
I didn’t understand what she meant. Use what?
Orion leaned down again, grabbing my neck. Zephyr stood behind him, smirking. “Let’s get this over with before the king returns.”
“No.” The word slipped out of my mouth like a whisper but something inside me crac
