“You... you can’t do this,” Alena stammered, her voice quivering with fear. “I’m your sister!”
Lora’s gaze softened for just a moment, a flicker of the old compassion she once felt for her sister. But that compassion was buried beneath layers of betrayal and pain. “Sister,” she repeated, the word heavy with sorrow. “You were my sister once, Alena. But you’ve made your choices, and now you must live, or die, with the consequences.”
Tara growled softly within her, a reminder of the strength and resolve she now possessed. Lora knew that there was no turning back, no redemption for the sister she had once loved. The woman standing before her was a stranger, twisted by darkness and consumed by hatred.
“You had your chance,” Lora said quietly, the finality in her voice unmistakable. “And you
