CAMILA'S POV.
My heart was pounding, my breath hitching in my throat.
Everything had been going fairly well since Xander left—not perfect, but bearable, We had managed. We had stayed, but we had also made a terrible mistake, and a storm was about to crumble before our faces.
A huge mistake.
We should have believed Nyx, we shouldn't have condemned her, but we did.
And now, we were under attack.
"Come on, Camila! You need to get to safety," Theo’s voice cut through the dimly lit room for a millionth time. His voice was grave. I didn't see his face, but I could tell his expression was humorless.
I couldn’t move. My body felt far away from my mind, tense and in shock. I willed myself to push forward, to do something, to move—but it was challenging, I sat there, staring at Theo.
The Al
