Helena's POV
The metal lock clicks open with a sound that echoes through my bones. Lewis fills the doorway, his presence suffocating the small space around me.
"Get up," he commands.
"Where are you taking me?" The words scrape past my throat, raw from crying.
"To finish this," he snarls.
His grip bruises my arm as he drags me through Shadowcrest territory. Diseased wolves crowd the streets, their hollow eyes tracking my every step. They hunger for resolution, desperate for Lewis to deliver them from the curse that Aria and Victor's forbidden love unleashed. Seeing their agony twists something deep in my chest. They deserve freedom from this nightmare.
