Annalise's POV
My heart pounded in my ears, each beat harder and louder than the last. My body trembled violently, cold sweat trickling down my skin and cooling the unbearable heat swirling inside me. I could barely stand as the weight of what just happened pressed on my chest.
Atlas rushed to my side, his hand hesitating in midair as if unsure whether to touch me. His face was etched with concern, the most I'd ever seen from anyone. "Are you alright?" he asked, his voice grounding me, though I was still too shaken to respond. Only one thought echoed in my mind: What if he hadn't shown up?
My breath hitched as my gaze darted to Vincent. He was picking himself up, his jaw shifting back into place with a sickening crack. A menacing growl rumbled from his chest as his devilish green eyes locked onto Atlas, glowing with an sickening fury.
