Chapter 88

• I nodded, unable to tear my eyes away from the dark shapes closing in on us. The air was thick with tension, every sound heightened—the snap of sails, the creak of wood, the distant roar of waves crashing against the rocks.
• “Leo,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the chaos around us. “What do we do?”
• His jaw clenched, eyes narrowing as he stared at the approaching ships. “We hold our ground,” he said, his voice firm. “But stay close to me, Selene. I won’t let anything happen to you.”