Chapitre 54: Up and doing

Zayn stormed down the hallway, his steps echoing with purpose. The sharp angles of his jaw were set in an expression of barely restrained fury, and his dark eyes glowed with a dangerous edge. Lucifer himself, they called him. And today, that name felt more fitting than ever. The moment Ember had said she "tripped," something inside him snapped. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the story, something hidden beneath the surface.

And he wasn't going to stop.

Amaya, his ever-present companion, fluttered at his side—a small fairy-like being with silver wings that shimmered in the air. She was invincible to the normal human eyes as she glanced at him nervously, her tiny form floating just above his shoulder. "Zayn," she whispered, her voice laced with concern. "Your aura... it's showing. You need to calm down."