Himeros POV:
From my outstretched hand, a shimmering chain burst forth—slamming into the wall and pinning her in place.
Her body jerked, restrained by the glowing links, yet her expression remained wild—furious and untamed.
I smirked, tightening my hold on Zara as I cradled her in a princess carry. Her unconscious form felt warm in my arms, her breathing soft against my chest.
The rage on the dark-haired girl's face twisted even more.
"You bitch! Put her down or I will kill you!" she screamed, her voice laced with pure hatred as she thrashed against the chains, trying to shatter them with raw force.
But the chains held. Of course they did—they were made by me.
A deep satisfaction bloomed in my chest. She was desperate… furious… and powerless.
"Zara never really loved you," I whispered, my voice like silk soaked in venom."That was just a spell. A weak seduction spell."
I looked down at Zara's peaceful face, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek with reverence.
