The loud roar of water filled the huge underground cavern. Cold air blew through the dark space, smelling of old rust and wet dirt. Blue crystal stones grew high on the stone walls, glowing with a soft, weak light that barely cut through the pitch-black shadows.
Elena stood tall at the entrance of the cavern. Her left hand was squeezed tight against her side, trying to stop the dark blood soaking her shirt. Her palm was still raw and torn, stinging like fire. Every small breath hurt her broken ribs, but her silver eyes stayed cold, fixed on the man at her feet.
"Elena!" Clara shouted, her voice shaking with relief.
The human woman took a step back from Marcus, wrapping her arms around Jax and Maya. Leo stood right beside Vanya, his small hands balled into tiny fists. The three children
