Chapter 33: The Fusion of Pain and Passion

Elina’s POV

“I can’t let you go, Elina!” Ron shouted. “It’s just too dangerous, Ryan’s gone…”

“He’s not gone!” I shouted back. “He’s still in there. I know he is.”

“That’s suicide,” Ron growled.

“It’s her choice,” Fenrir cut in. “If she wants to get herself roasted, who are we to stop her?”

I threw him a glare, but he just shrugged and waved me on.

Ignoring both of them, I slipped out from behind the makeshift shelter. The moment I stepped into the open, the full intensity of the fire hit me like a wave. The air was thick with smoke and ash. My lungs burned with every breath, but I kept moving.