LILA’S POV
The forest was quiet ,too quiet. My chest heaved, sweat stinging my eyes, golden energy flickering around me like a fragile halo. Natan stood a few feet away, shadow tendrils trembling at his sides, crimson eyes wavering between the darkness and the brother I had known.
I wanted to reach him, to pull him back to me, to tell him it wasn’t too late. But the ancient enemy… he was watching, patient and cruel, letting the tension stretch like a blade ready to snap.
“Lila,” Marcus whispered beside me, his voice low, almost fragile. “You have to be careful. One wrong move…”
I didn’t need him to finish. I could feel it ,the energy, the power, the threat radiating off Nathan. One wrong move and he could be lost forever… or worse, he could destroy everything.
I clenched my fists, gol
