ALICE POV
Jacob’s father, a figure I had only ever glimpsed in the shadows, was now fully revealed. His presence was imposing, a towering figure draped in black robes, with eyes burning with the same eerie red glow as the demon. He exuded an aura of raw power, and I knew taking him down would be no easy task. But I had no choice—if I didn’t stop them, Moloch would tear us all apart.
I tightened my grip on the jade stone, feeling its warmth pulse in my hand. It was my only weapon against the darkness surrounding me, and I would need every ounce of its power to stand a chance against these warlocks.
As I approached, Jacob sneered, his lips curling into a cruel smile. “You’re too late, Alice,” he spat, his voice dripping with contempt. “Moloch is already here, and soon, you’ll be nothing b
