Chapter 86:
RACING AGAINST TIME
The weight of what we had just learned got me thinking, each breath feeling like a battle against an unseen force. The Mark of the Forsaken wasn’t just a reminder of what had happened in the temple it was a countdown. A ticking clock that told me I had days before I lost control, before the Forgotten One’s hold on me became permanent.
I wasn’t just fighting for my survival.
I was fighting to stay myself.
Ethan hadn’t let go of my hand since we left the archives. His grip was firm, grounding, but I could feel the tension in him the way his muscles stayed tight, the barely restrained fury radiating off of him in waves. He wanted to tear something apart. He wanted to fight this.
But there was no enemy to fight.
Not yet.
Michael led the wa
