SERENA'S POV
His voice tears through the night like a thunderclap.
"SERENA!"
That vicious snarl echoes across the courtyard, booming from the mansion like a wrathful god has awoken. The air around us seems to ripple with the weight of his fury. I freeze, my breath caught in my throat as that all-too-familiar energy crackles in the wind—raw, powerful, dangerous. The ground almost vibrates beneath our feet, and the charged magic of the night seems to shudder in fear.
He isn't just calling me.
He's summoning me.
I turn slowly toward the building, eyes wide. The windows of the top floor glow faintly, like some angry spirit pacing behind them, twisting the darkness into something darker. Even from this distance, I can feel him—his aura whipping through the night like a hurricane made of p
