Nicholas’s POV
My heart slammed against my chest so hard I thought it might crack my ribs. Each beat echoed in my ears like a war drum, drowning out every sound in the room.
I couldn’t believe what I had just seen.
Hazel’s hands had glowed—bright, electric blue light dancing across her fingers like living lightning.
She quickly hid them behind her back, but it was too late.
I had seen it. And the image was now burned into my mind forever.
“Hazel… show me your hands.” I commanded, my voice low but trembling with barely contained urgency.
She took a step back, her beautiful brown eyes wide with panic, the color draining from her face.
“Stay back, Nicholas. Don’t come closer.”
In all my life, I had never felt fear like this. It was a cold suffocating dread that wrapped around my thro
