The air was thick with the stench of blood and grief when Viktor and William emerged from the shadows of the trees.

They stopped dead in their tracks the moment they saw the scene in the clearing.. three bodies lying motionless as they were being moved away by the guards.

Kira.

Mira.

And Asher.

The storm above the forest ground genuinely mirrored the storm that had been brewing in my soul. Thunder cracked across the sky as Viktor moved forward with slow, haunted steps.

“Goddess,” he breathed, his voice cracked with confusion and pain . “What… what happened to Kira? Where’s Dante?”

Williams followed close behind him, his eyes wide...