Chapter 226

#hapter 226

Scarlett’s POV

When Maxwell and Clay returned after four days, I was furious with them. They hadn’t called or sent any word since the second day, leaving Lucian and me to speculate anxiously about what was going on. Elsa’s calm reassurance that everything would be fine had been the only thing keeping my worry from spiraling out of control.

But now, seeing the looks on Maxwell and Clay’s faces as they walked into the living room my frustration quickly gave way to dread. Something was wrong -terribly wrong.

Maxwell entered first, his expression grim, while Clay sank onto the couch, looking worn and unsettled. I could feel the tension radiating from both of them. Their panic and worry were almost palpable.

“What’s the matter?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended. My magic crackled faintly in response to my growing unease. Clay avoided my gaze, clearly struggling to find the words.

“I can handle it,” I pressed, trying to steady myself. “Tell me what’s going on.”