ASHLYNN POV
The battlefield held its breath. No one moved. No one spoke. The wind whispered through the grass between the two armies, carrying the scent of rain, sweat, and magic. I couldn't take my eyes off Rex. He stood beside Catherynn, still holding her hand. The sight twisted something painful inside my chest. I should have felt relieved because he was alive, healthy and unharmed but instead, all I felt was confusion.
Because my son wasn't looking at her like a prisoner. He was looking at her like family. The realization unsettled me more than I cared to admit. Beside me, Hunter stood rigid, every muscle in his body tense. I could feel his magic clawing beneath the surface, desperate to charge across the battlefield and tear through anyone standing between him and our son. I felt th
