ALICE POV
Moloch, the demon. The very demon Jacob had been trying to summon all along. My blood ran cold as I realized the enormity of the situation. If Jacob succeeded, if the demon was fully brought into this world, everything would be lost. Paolo, myself, everyone we knew—it would all be over.
The rumbling grew louder, and I glanced toward the center of the room just in time to see the floor begin to crack and shift. Stones scraped against one another, the sound grating on my already frayed nerves, as an altar began to rise from the ground. My breath caught in my throat as I saw Paolo lying on it, unconscious, his face pale and still.
"Paolo," I whispered, my voice trembling with a mixture of fear and desperation. I wanted to run to him, to shake him awake and get him out of there, b
