I stand in the wreckage of shattered glass, Callum clutched tight against my chest with one arm. His tiny heart hammers against mine, My other hand stays outstretched, feeding every drop of Bridge energy into the fragile shield around us. Blood trickles from cuts on my feet, but I barely feel it.
Elias steps closer, tablet glowing in his hand like a weapon.
“Magnificent,” Elias whispers, eyes bright with madness. “The maternal Bridge in full bloom. Your mother never reached this.”
Kieran strains against the heavy silver chains pinning him to the floor just beyond my shield.
Sienna… take him and run…
“Never,” I snarl through the bond. “Not without you.”
Callum whimpers, pressing his face into my neck. I rock him instinctively, pouring love and strength through our connection. His s
