Bea’s POV
"Ah, how lovely," he sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "The little couple has reunited. How touching."
Marcus's hand instinctively went to his sword hilt as he stepped forward, his eyes flashing with determination. "Erebus, you're going to regret this," he growled.
But I didn't move. My gaze was fixed on Ava, standing behind Erebus, her eyes glazed over with an unnatural trance-like state. Her once bright blue eyes seemed dull and lifeless, like two empty wells. My heart skipped a beat as I realised Ava was under Erebus's control.
"No, how has he gotten her out? What have you done?” I whispered, my voice trembling with rage and fear.
“Bea, she is under his control. He is preventing her from seeing the good in herself and you. He is making her resentful. We need to ge
