Chapter Fifteen
I couldn’t move.
Not because I was frozen in fear.
Not completely.
But because something about the way it looked at me—
Held me there.
Like an invisible weight pressing down, locking me in place.
Ethan stood in front of me, tense, unmoving, his entire focus fixed on the figure.
“Don’t,” he said again, his voice lower now. Sharper.
A warning.
But the figure didn’t react the way a normal person would.
It didn’t flinch.
Didn’t hesitate.
Didn’t care.
Instead, it tilted its head slightly again, like it was studying him now.
Not interested.
Just… acknowledging.
Then its gaze shifted back to me.
Like he didn’t matter.
Like he was just in the way.
A cold feeling slid down my spine.
“It doesn’t care about you,” I whispered.
“I know,” Ethan replied.
That should
