The sound of heels echoed through the ruined church.
Each sharp click rang across the cracked stone floor, growing louder as the owner of the footsteps drew nearer. Around Alex and Victoria, the people who had been surrounding them immediately stepped back, parting like a tide to open a clear path.
They all knew who was coming.
A woman stepped into view.
She had beautiful white hair that fell in smooth waves down her back, catching the dim light and giving her an almost ethereal glow. Her emerald green eyes were vivid and piercing, the kind of eyes that seemed to see straight through lies and hesitation.
She looked to be in her twenties, her body shaped in a perfect hourglass figure that balanced elegance and strength.
