Chapter 121 How?

• Carlos’s P.O.V.
• My thundering roar echoed in the temple, erupting chaos. Nobles surged to their feet, guards drew weapons, and the priest stumbled backward, clutching his staff like it might shield him from the truth unraveling before his eyes.
• “Carlos. Stop!” Ava screamed, but I couldn’t, my logic taken over by anger. I jerked that woman’s body again, desperate for answers. She looked at me, unfazed, her smile mocking.