Chapter 266
Aurora’s P.O.V
I had just begun to feel it–the power coursing through me, building with each passing moment. For the first time, I felt like I could hold my ground, like I wasn’t the naive girl I once was. Every step I took felt like it was in sync with something ancient, something vast. My hands buzzed with a quiet hum, an energy I had never experienced before, and for the first time, I felt confident. The chains of my past were starting to break, and in their place, my true self was emerging.
I was just about to speak, to tell Lucas and Harmona that I was done being their puppet, when it happened.
Before I could even react, Lucas was on me, his hand shooting out like a viper’s strike. His fingers wrapped around my throat with a force that stole the air from my lungs. I gasped, my feet lifting from the ground as he held me there, suspended by his grip. His eyes, black as the void, glared into mine with an intensity that made my heart stutter. His breath was hot against my skin as he growled through gritted teeth.
“You think you’ve won?” he hissed, his voice low, almost a whisper of venom. “You think your little burst of power means anything? We’ve been working toward this for centuries. Do you really believe you can come here and destroy everything we’ve built?”
I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t speak. The pressure on my throat was unbearable, but somewhere deep within me, something stirred. My fingers twitched, and for the first time, I felt the pull of my power–stronger than ever. I summoned it, pushing against the suffocating grip Lucas had on me, but it barely made a dent.
“You’re just a child,” he spat, his face inches from mine. “Barely out of diapers, and you think you’re going to ruin everything we’ve sacrificed for?”
I struggled, my nails digging into his wrist, but my vision blurred. Everything felt heavy, the world tilting as my pulse hammered in my ears. I thought I might black out.
But then Harmona’s voice cut through the suffocating silence.
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“Lucas, enough,” she said, her voice calm, yet laced with something sharp. I could hear the dismissiveness in her tone as she stepped forward. “So what if our plan was delayed? The eclipse is still in place, and we have a room full of people ready to die for this cause -much more than we had before.”
Her words cut through the haze of panic in my mind, and a flicker of defiance sparked
inside me. She was right about one thing–the eclipse was still in place, and there were people–innocent people–waiting to die.
“NO!” I snapped, my nails digging into Lucas’s wrist. “I w–won’t let you–h–hurt them!”
“You think your power is enough to stop us?” Lucas growled, shaking me slightly, as
though the mere idea was absurd. “You’re nothing. You’re just a brief flicker in the grand
scheme of everything we’ve worked for.”
I managed to choke out a response, though it was barely more than a rasp. “I’m more
than you think.”
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