The first thing I noted was a big explosion. The sound was muffled against the closed door but it was unmistakable. The whole place seemed to be blowing up.
And after that, there was just an uncomfortable form of silence.
It felt like everyone up there was probably holding their breath, waiting to see the outcome of the explosion. Or it was because they were all dead out there. My heart sank at the second prospect.
No, I'm sure they'd survive. They have to.
Avelora would have a plan. They would have definitely been ready. It's not like they would let years of planning and getting ready for the inevitable war go to waste in just an instant. They would have seen it coming that Darek and the other Lycans would try to sabotage this place.
I pressed my palms over my ears even though the sound had died down. Shadows flickered against the walls, and a creeping sense of dread was growing up in my body now, even though it had been an hour or so since I'd been in the room.
