The rain kept its rhythm against the car windows steady, relentless, almost like the world exhaling after holding its breath for too long.
Luca's hand was still warm around Alessia's as they sped down the misted road, headlights slicing through the dark.
Her phone rang for the second time.
She ignored it. The sound felt almost sacrilegious after what they had survived.
But when the screen lit up, her breath hitched.
"SERAPHINA"....
Her pulse stuttered. She hadn't heard that name in months—not since she went to get her stolen items in Seraphina's empire and she iced them, using the power of the full moon.
"Answer it," Luca said quietly, eyes still on the road.
Alessia hesitated. "What if it's a trap?"
Luca's jaw tightened. "Then it's one we will see coming."
She swiped the screen. "Seraphina?"
