Chapter 65 The Breaking Point

The world around Isla seemed to shrink to a pinpoint, the force of the battle narrowing her vision until all she could focus on was the figure standing before her—his aura dark and menacing, his power palpable in the air. She could feel the remnants of the fire inside her, flickering weakly, as though it was waiting for her to call it back to life, to push back the shadows that had claimed it. She could hear Dominic’s voice behind her, low and urgent, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the man who was, in some inexplicable way, tied to her destiny. To the sigil on her hand.