I saw the orange light illuminate her silhouette as she threw herself through the collapsing beam to reach the back room, where Evelyn was trapped, holding that infant in her arms. The woman who I swore to kill with her heir that she gave to him. Her son gave him strength and that is not something that I wanted. It stabilized his position while it weakened my claim and I was going to take them both. My woman stopped that.
“You need to run, Luna. You need to hold on to him and run.” I heard her say as she encouraged her.
Marissa, Tatiana, pushed her toward the window. I watched, paralyzed, as Evelyn leapt through it with Damon in her arms.
Then the fire surged.
I saw my Tatiana’s hands pressed against the glass, skin blistering, eyes locked on mine.
And then…
The floor gave way.
Her
