“Sophia’s POV”

The woman’s steps whispered against the polished floor, unhurried but commanding, each movement deliberate, as if the entire room bent to her presence.

Fear and awe tangled in my chest, as she drew closer, the weight of her side gaze as she walked pass me, pinning me in place.

Every instinct in me screaming and panting dreadfully.

Her eyes gave out an unsettling shade of storm-gray as it swept over me, lingering on my hands still stained with Lucian’s blood. Then, ...