I couldn't breathe.
The air around us had grown thick with the metallic scent of blood and the acrid stench of magic. My entire body trembled, my Selenia wings flickering in and out of existence as I struggled to maintain my power. The massive Lycan form of Landon towered over Ronan, who had shifted back into his Guardian form, trying to contain the raging beast that his King had become.
Regina's vampire speed was the only thing keeping her alive as she darted in and out, trying to distract Landon without harming him. Her raven-black hair streaked behind her like a banner, her crimson eyes glowing with determination.
"It's all my fault," I whispered, my voice breaking.
If only I had made a decision earlier. If only I hadn't been torn between embracing my destiny and clinging to the safety of ignorance. Now my indecision was costing the lives of those who had protected me.
