Clang! c***k!
He hadn’t finished his sentence when the sound cut through the tense air—something shattered, a glass perhaps, breaking somewhere in the hallway. The sharp c***k rang in my ears, a warning.
“Someone’s here! Cassandra, move!”
The urgency in Cyprus’s voice hit me like a blast of icy air, freezing me in place. My heart hammered against my chest as the sound of heavy footsteps grew louder, each step deliberate, closing in with terrifying speed.
Who could it be? My mind screamed, but there was no time for answers, no time to think.
Cyprus seized my arm, pulling me toward the far corner with a force that sent a shiver down my spine. His grip was iron, unrelenting. “You have to trust me now,” he urged, his eyes burning with desperation that I couldn’t ignore.
I turned toward t
