The world was all fire and steel.
Sparks rained from the ceiling as the stone archway cracked overhead. Alec’s hand was on my arm, dragging me backward, but the roar in my ears wasn’t just the battle—it was the Hollow Twin pacing inside me, tasting the blood in the air.
“Aria—” His voice was sharp, urgent. “We need to move—now!”
I wrenched free. “If we run, the gate falls. And when it falls, ev...