POV: Maya
The radio went silent. Karl's body lay motionless in the snow, steam still rising from the silver wound in his chest. Elijah had stopped screaming. Now he just stared at his brother's corpse, making small broken sounds that barely sounded human.
I couldn't look away. Couldn't process what had happened. Nathan. It had been Nathan all along.
"Bring Elena Rodriguez forward," Seraphina repeated. Her warriors moved to obey, dragging my mother toward the center of the compound.
"No!" I struggled against the wolves holding me down. "Leave her alone! This is between you and me!"
"Nothing is between you and me," Seraphina said coldly. "You're not important enough for that. You're just a weapon that needs to be dismantled. But your mother? She created you. She worked for Project Apex.
