Aria Snow pov :
The drive back to the Alpha Estate was a fragmented, terrifying blur.
I was entirely detached from my own body. My physical form was sitting in the back seat of Killian’s matte-black Mustang, but my mind was trapped a hundred feet underwater. I could still smell the rotting leaves. I could still see the endless, pitch-black voids of Silas’s eyes staring back at me from the shattered bathroom mirror. The phantom pressure of his cold, spectral fingers was still wrapped tightly around my throat, suffocating me.
"Drive faster, Killian," Caspian ordered, his voice a low, vibrating snarl of pure terror.
Killian didn't respond. The Mustang’s engine screamed as he pushed the car well past a hundred miles an hour, taking the winding forest roads with reckless, desperate prec
