Chapter 190

Scarlett’s POV

The vision faded, dissolving around me like mist in the morning sun, and I was thrust back into the present. The world snapped back to life, the sounds of the battle all around me. It was as if no time had passed, as if I’d been given a glimpse of something beyond reality, something fierce and true. My skon tingled with the remnants of the vision, the message clear and powerful.

I glanced at Lucian, Clay, and Maxwell, my heart racing. They were poised to shift, but the vision’s warning lingered in my mind like a lifeline. “Hold off on the shift,” I said urgently, my voice barely controlled. “Trust me on this.”

Lucian’s eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening in that stubborn way I knew all too well. He was the fiercest of them, the most headstrong, and I could see the resistance in his eyes, the fight within him. He didn’t like being held back, especially now, when every instinct urged him forward. But I held his gaze, willing him to listen, to trust me, to believe in the vision I couldn’t explain but knew was real.

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And then, the enemies parted like waves drawn back by the tide, and there he was-the same man from my vision, the dark-skinned, handsome stranger with the cruel, mocking smile. His gaze locked onto mine, sharp as a blade, and he grinned, a slow, taunting smile that made my skin crawl. He knew me. Somehow, he knew me.

“You should have stayed with Harold,” the man sneered, his voice filled with mocking contempt. “You were safer there, Vladislav. His laughter echoed, dark and unsettling, each sound digging into me like claws.