She’s alive. She needs a Healer, but she’s alive.
Haydn spun Evelyn around to face him. “Very impressive, my love.”
“You tried to kill my sister!”
“But it seems you saved her. No harm done.”
Evelyn bucked and tried to kick him, but Haydn held firm. “No, no, no, Evelyn. You need to learn not to fight me. You got lucky with Hannah, but I won’t let you save another one.”
She froze. “Don’t hurt them!”
Haydn gazed at her sympathetically, like Evelyn was a child asking him not to throw away her favorite toys. “Love, you’re upset. I think I know a way to make you feel better. You’ve been missing your brother, right?”
“Leave Rowan alone!”
“If you promise not to do anything stupid while I’m gone, I’ll promise not to hurt him.”
“Please—”
A gust of wind blew through the ballroom and Haydn vanished.
“Evelyn!” Leo cried out, earning a swift kick in the back from his captor.
“Don’t move!” Damien shouted. “None of you fucking move! This isn’t over!”
“Where the hell did he go?” Rory asked.
“He must be able to travel with magic,” Damien guessed.
Leo noticed the lack of surprise on Evelyn’s face. “You knew, didn’t you? Why didn’t you tell anyone?”
“I couldn’t—” Evelyn started.
Haydn reappeared with another gust of wind. He brought a man with him, holding the newcomer by his bright red hair.
“Rowan!”
Haydn released his grip and Prince Rowan crumpled onto the floor. He was naked except for a pair of boxers. Blood was splattered across his chest.
Evelyn kneeled in front of her brother. “Are you okay?”
Rowan blinked at her. “Evvy?”
“What happened to you? Where did all this blood come from?” Evelyn searched him for injuries but couldn’t see any.
Rowan’s eyes were dazed and terrified, like he had been woken from a nightmare. His attention shifted to Haydn, whose right hand and forearm were drenched in blood.
“He killed Emily,” Rowan said. “He tore her fucking throat out!”
Rowan watched his girlfriend die, and it’s all my fault.
Rowan leapt to his feet and blasted Fire at Haydn, but the flames faded to nothing before they could touch him. Undeterred, Rowan threw himself forward, ready to rip Haydn apart.
Evelyn grabbed her brother’s arm. “It won’t work! We can’t hurt him!”
“Good girl!” Haydn praised. “You’re learning so fast.”
Rowan finally noticed all the other people in the room. His gaze caught on the blade at his father’s throat and his half-dead sister on the floor. “Father?”
