THIRD PERSON POV
The world collapsed into white light before reality snapped back into place. The quarry lay soaked in dust and trembling energy, the air rippling with a cold force that tasted like old magic and the start of something catastrophic. Margot staggered, the mark on her wrist burning hot enough that her vision blurred. She pressed her palm to it, desperate to stop the pull, but the burning only intensified.
Then her body jerked forward.
Not a step she chose. Not a stumble. A pull. A violent drag from the inside out.
Her breath hitched in her throat. “No. No, stop. Stop. I am not going to him.”
The words changed nothing.
Her feet moved again, scraping through the dust as her body leaned toward the monolith. Toward the figure stepping through it.
Nathan grabbed her waist f
