Carlos’s P.O.V.

Harley’s voice trembled as she turned to me, her eyes pleading.

“Carlos, please compel her. Make her remember who she is. Just like you did it for Alex. You saved his life.

Please do it again and help Lena.”

Her words sank into me like nightshade poison!

I looked at Lena lying there, pale and trembling, her pulse fluttering weakly. The healer’s injection quieted her screams, but her mind, her soul, was still chained to that monster.

And for the first time in a long while, I didn’t know what to say!

A heavy silence hung in the air as I could feel Harley’s anxious gaze burning into...