Ronan’s POV

The moment the door closed behind us, I felt the air change.

The noise from the spar faded, but the pressure did not. Elias stood in front of me, breathing too fast. His hands were trembling. His skin looked pale.

He was trying to hold himself together, but I could see it.

He was seconds from breaking.

I stepped closer until he had no choice but to look at me.

“You are safe here,” I said quietly. “You can breathe now.”

Elias pressed his back against the wall like he ...