Isabella’s POV

I continued to fight against Sebastian’s hold as he dragged me through the melee unfolding across the fields. He continued at a serene pace. As if we weren't trudging through a literal battlefield, and there weren’t swords and claws inches from our faces.

We slipped through a charred break in the treeline, the chaos muffled the further we got from the main clash, until we approached a derelict building. Or what looked to be something that had been ...