The sanctuary was quiet. The battle echoes were gone, which left an unsettling silence. Magic hung heavy in the air. Scarlett felt it deep down. The power that had surged through her moments before still thrummed beneath her skin, alive and restless. It felt stronger than ever, but it was hers. She was in control.
Victor was gone, but his presence lingered. Scarlett felt his eyes, his threat hanging like a shadow. He had underestimated her. He thought she'd be weak, controlled by his manipulation. But she showed him she was way more than a pawn.
Is it over? Jackson asked, breaking the silence. He sounded tired. Dirt and blood smeared his face. He tried to hide it, but his eyes showed this fight took a toll.
Not yet, Scarlett said steadily, though exhausted. She had done it, grabbed cont
