BRIANNA’S POV
Serena
She had been holding something behind her back.
My pulse spiked with fear and my instinct kicked in.
Before I could think twice, my hand lifted. I gathered a wave of energy I hadn’t learned to fully control yet.
“Stop right there!” I yelled.
But she didn’t stop.
The energy blast released in a blinding streak of white. It slammed her back-first against the stone wall with a c***k. She groaned…
The object in her hand dropped to the floor. To my surprise, it wasn’t a weapon.
It was… a book.
Just an old, worn book with gold corners. I recognized it. It was from the palace library—one of those antique collections filled with old stories and poems.
My stomach twisted. I stared at it in confusion. What the hell?
Serena didn’t get up. Instead, she curled into herse
