Chapter 59: A House That Won’t Let Go
Nate’s POV
We ran.
Emma’s hand was cold in mine, her breathing ragged as we raced through the cavern, past the crumbling stone and the shadows trying to grab at our feet.
Behind us, the first Ashford did nothing.
He simply watched.
And that was somehow worse than if he had tried to stop us.
The air thickened, the ceiling above groaning like the house itself was waking up. The walls stretched too high, shifting unnaturally, closing in—like it was deciding whether to let us leave.
Callum was ahead of us, his blade still dripping with shadow, his posture tense.
“The tunnels won’t hold much longer!” he shouted.
I tightened my grip on Emma. “We’re almost there—keep running!”
Her steps stumbled, her breath coming fast. I could feel the weight of E
