(Olivia's POV)
"Who the hell are you?" Jay demanded, stepping in front of me again.
The figure ignored him, their gaze fixed on me. "You've made quite the spectacle, little hybrid," they said, their smirk widening. "But don't worry. I'm here to help."
Their words didn't match the look in their eyes… I didn't trust them, not for a second.
"What do you want?" I asked, my voice barely steady.
The figure chuckled, the sound echoing unnaturally in the cave. "Oh, it's not about what I want. It's about what you are."
They stepped closer, and I felt my magic stir, responding to their presence like a moth to a flame. "You've got something very special inside you, Olivia. Something powerful. And if you don't learn to control it… well, let's just say Kael will be the least of your worries."
I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing. My throat felt dry, and I hated how small I felt under her gaze.