FIA
I walked back to the Infirmary. My steps were faster now. Harder. Each footfall echoed in the hallway.
The Omega trailed behind me. I could hear her breathing. Trying to keep up.
My mind wouldn't stop racing. Aldric's words played on repeat. That smile. That gesture across his wrist. The absolute confidence in his voice when he told me to run or die.
He thought he'd won.
He thought I would crumble. That I would break and flee like a scared animal.
But he was wrong. So incredibly wrong.
I reached the Infirmary doors and stopped. My hand gripped the handle. Behind me, the Omega's footsteps slowed.
"Stay here."
"Luna, I—"
"Stay. Here."
My voice came out flat. Final. I didn't look back to see if she obeyed. I just pushed the door open and stepped inside.
Thorne stood near the counter. Vials and equipment spread before him. Maren hovered beside him, watching as he worked. They both looked up when I entered.
"Luna Fia." Maren straightened. "Is everything—"
