Frankie:
The castle corridors stretched before us, vast and empty, save for the occasional flicker of candlelight dancing against the stone walls. Every step echoed, a sharp reminder of just how alone we were in that moment.
But it wasn't solitude I feared—it was the thing lurking beyond it, the presence that settled in the marrow of my bones.
Rowan walked beside me, silent but purposeful. I could feel the weight of her thoughts pressing in the air between us, unspoken but undeniable. We needed answers, and we needed them fast.
By the time we reached the war room, my pulse was a steady, thunderous beat against my ribs. The heavy wooden doors creaked open under Rowan's touch, revealing the dimly lit chamber beyond. My mates were already inside, waiting, their expressions grim. They had
