Hannah's POV
Once again, I find myself in a familiar setting – the witch's lair, accompanied by the two individuals I've been attempting to avoid: Tyrell and Luca. Despite Luca's seemingly harmless appearance, reclined on the witch's bed with an almost ethereal beauty, the circumstances leading us here still baffle my mind.
My heart had raced when Luca discovered me behind the chair, his eyes projecting a dark, lost glare. In a moment of palpitation, he had reached for my throat. Ah, now it all comes back to me. Tyrell storming into the room, moving at the speed of light, and flinging Luca across the space, demolishing enough tables and chairs to rival a Congress session. The echoes of cracks and shattering reverberated, rendering me momentarily speechless, my jaw dropping to the ground,
