Chapter 125. Break Me

Xerina’s POV

The darkness swallowed me whole, pressing down on my chest until I could barely breathe. It was as if the air itself conspired against me, suffocating any trace of hope I had left. My body was numb, and my mind—my mind was a battlefield of shattered memories, too broken to piece together.

Zane’s voice slithered through the silence, taunting me.

“Do you see it now, Xerina? Do you understand?”

I shook my head weakly, my throat too dry to respond. But he didn’t need my words. He knew what he was doing, tearing into the deepest corners of my soul.

He made me relive it again.

The first time I shifted. I was barely fifteen, my body wracked with agony as the transformation took hold. I could still feel the snap of bones, the searing heat of my muscles burning under my skin. My mother had been there, watching from a distance, her face cold, distant. Not a shred of comfort. Not a single word of encouragement.

“You were always diff