Mason stood on the terrace outside Alex's room, looking out into the night. The estate was quiet, the gentle rustle of leaves the only sound accompanying his thoughts. The events of the past days weighed heavily on him—discovering the prophecy, the bond with both Alex and Riley, and the looming threat that seemed to cast a shadow over their lives. He ran a hand through his hair, sighing deeply. The responsibility felt immense, almost suffocating. How was he supposed to protect them both, guide them through the maze of their destiny, when he barely understood it himself? His thoughts drifted back to the moment he had first met Alex, her fiery spirit and unyielding determination immediately captivating him. And then there was Riley, her quiet strength and curiosity drawing him in just as p