Lyla
This moment, this fight… was to his delight because he was harnessing the powers, using them to awaken himself and escape the curse. My weakness was his strength.
I have to stop.
"I have to stop," I murmured, hoping Nanny could hear me. Everything was sounding so far away.
"What did you say?" I heard her ask.
"I have to stop," I murmured again, trying not to cry. "He's using my strength… that's why I'm weak. Please help me stop…"
"What!" Nanny brought her ear close to my mouth. "What are you saying?"
The Blue Cloak had reached Ramsey. I wanted to scream out, gods!, I tried to call out to Ramsey, but the words were stuck in my throat, and I could barely keep my eyes open.
Lenny saw the cloak but not the knife… Just as he realised… the knife glittered in the hot afternoon sun…
Ten thousand years ago, when the sun shone so fiercely in the sky like it was now, Neriah had witnessed the death of her mate, Thames, dying in the arms of the man she had to marry, Rian.
