The heavy door slammed shut, and suddenly Scarlett and Caden were in the dim inner room of the sanctuary. The air felt thick, old. It smelled like old wood and ancient magic. The place felt both foreboding and sacred, as though it had witnessed countless moments of power and turmoil over the centuries.
Scarlett's heart was pounding; the weight of what had just happened pressing down on her shoulders. The choices she made, and those coming were a lot. A prophecy that had shaped her life in ways she never imagined, and a power inside her had woken up, and she didn't know how to deal with it. And then there was Victor Thorne, the rogue who warned her about what was going to happen.
She felt trapped by forces she didn't understand.
Caden, ever the protector, stayed close, all tense as he ch
