Raisel's POV
I hesitated as I stepped out of the hospital room. Mr. Beau needed me at the mansion, and thankfully, Soren didn’t question my flimsy excuse for leaving. He wanted me to stay—wanted me by his side—but I couldn’t. His eyes lingered on me just a second too long, sharp with suspicion. Did he sense I was lying? Or was that my paranoia talking?
By the time I reached Mr. Beau’s sprawling mansion, my stomach was already in knots. As I entered the grand living hall, my eyes immediately landed on Jace and Mr. Beau deep in conversation. Their expressions were grim—this wasn’t going to be pleasant.
“You’re going to sabotage Davina,” Mr. Beau announced with finality, not bothering with pleasantries.
“I—what? I don’t even know where to start!” I stammered, trying to keep my voice stea
