KAEL’S POV
The vibration stopped suddenly. Her body went still, and the mark on her palm dimmed from blinding silver to dull ash. My wolf growled through the mind-link in frustration.
Her fingers twitched in my hands, but her face remained pale. I pressed my forehead to hers, using my energy to stabilize her and take away most of the pain.
“Stay with me,” I whispered.
I reached out through the mind-link to Thalia, the priestess of the pack, for help. This was far beyond my knowledge.
After a few minutes, Thalia arrived. She moved quickly, eyes widening at the fading glow of the mark on Amara’s palm.
After observing her for a while, she turned to stare at me.
“She’s stable now,” she reported. “There’s no residual dark magic. As for the mark… I’m not sure why it changed.”
I nodded at
