Dael POV
From my vantage point, I could see everything. Every movement. Every twitch. Every breath.
She was faster than I had anticipated. Smarter. Cleverer. That moment when she avoided the first swinging blade, rolling across the cold stone floor, my lips curved almost imperceptibly under the mask. A wolfish smile, predator and possessor, both at once.
She’s sharp. Dangerous. Smart. My kind of prey…
I kept my distance, observing. Invisible. Calculated. My mask hid the storm behind my eyes, but inside, the blood in my veins was alive, humming with a singular focus.
And she was moving forward, head high despite the panic-inducing traps that screamed of death at every step. The first round, she handled it like a queen on a battlefield. Not faltering. Not screaming.
Not begging for m
