Selena's POV

"Selena, what are you waiting for? Do it!" Charles growled through gritted teeth.

I held the scepter steady, its Moonstone pulsing with a fiery red light, coursing through my hands, filling my body with an unbearable force. My eyes locked on Ryan—this man who had shattered my sister’s life, betrayed her love, and nearly killed her. The image of Stella unconscious, crumpled on the ground, was seared into my memory like a scar.

The rage within me boiled, threatening to explode. The scepter trembled in my grasp, poised at Ryan’s throat. Just one move, and this would all be over.

The Moonstone glowed brighter, as though urging me...