THIRD PERSON POV
Vaden's eyes darkened as he leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees, his intense gaze fixed on Alice. He wasn’t just interested—he was probing, searching for weaknesses, for hidden secrets, for anything that might explain why she, this fiery little witch, held such immense power. And more importantly, how it could threaten him. His voice was smooth but edged with curiosity and something darker. "Tell me, Luna Alice," he began, "about your origins. Your nature. Where do you come from? What kind of power runs through your veins?"
Alice held his gaze without faltering, though Alex, beside her, shifted uncomfortably. Vaden’s probing made him tense, and Alice could sense the anxiety rippling off him. His leg bounced nervously under the table, his jaw clenched so tigh
