“Dad!” I yelled.
Theron Vale turned toward me, his face pale beneath the blood running from his temple.
“Vespera, run!” He yelled.
I tried to reach him, but my legs wouldn't move. Silver chains appeared around my wrists, burning into my skin as figures emerged from the trees and surrounded us.
My mother stood behind them, her hands glowing with silver light, and her face twisted with desperation.
“Don't let them take her!” Mom yelled and the man holding the weapon smiled.
“It's already too late.” He said.
The gunshot echoed through the clearing and my father fell.
I screamed and lunged toward him, but the silver chains tightened, dragging me backward as his blood spread across the ground. My mother reached for me, her fingers brushing mine before a wall of silver light erupted betw
