POV: Maya
Time stopped. Karl lay in the snow, blood spreading around him like dark wings. The silver bullet had hit him center mass, right through the heart. Steam rose from the wound where silver met flesh, burning him from the inside out.
"KARL!" Elijah's scream shattered the silence. He lunged forward, silver chains cutting into his wrists as he tried to reach his brother.
Seraphina's warriors held him back, forcing him to his knees. He fought like a wild animal, thrashing and snarling, but the chains were too strong. The silver was already weakening him.
I couldn't breathe. Couldn't think. Could only stare at Karl's unmoving form. This wasn't supposed to happen. We had a deal. Single combat. Winner takes everything.
But Seraphina never intended to honor it.
"You b***h," I whisper
