MAEVE POV
The world around me blurred and spun. I couldn’t feel my body anymore—only a piercing cold that tightened around my chest. I wanted to scream, but my tongue felt numb. That cursed potion Dorian gave me… it felt like it was killing me.
For a few moments, it felt as if I was being sucked into darkness, until a booming sound echoed. A pounding: again and again.
It dragged me back to reality.
“Your hands! Get them off him!”
The first thing I saw was Dorian’s twitching jaw. Then, suddenly, his cold hands left me abruptly. My body dropped to the floor just as the sound of something being slammed echoed loudly.
Bang!
My vision was still blurred, but I saw Dorian thrown into a wooden rack. Glass bottles shattered, and the smell of mixed formulas filled the air within seconds.
