Samuel

Samuel POV:

I couldn't shake the feeling of unease as we made our way back to the castle. Every step felt heavier than the last, burdened not just by the weight of Lyla's unconscious form in our arms, but also by the weight of the unknown that lay ahead.

Cameron's strides matched my own, a silent testament to the turmoil churning within us both. Our hearts ached with a mixture of fear, anger, and an unyielding love for Lyla. Her presence, even in this vulnerable state, was a balm to our souls.

"Sam, do you think she'll remember us when she wakes up?" Cameron's voice broke the silence, laced with vulnerability.

I glanced at him,

"She has to, Cam. Our bond... it's too strong to be erased by that... that fucker."

Our footsteps echoed through the empty hallways of the castle, a stark contrast to the usual vibrancy that filled these walls. I couldn't help but glance down at Lyla's face, peaceful yet so hauntingly still. Her presence had always been a source of light in our lives, and now,