Chapter 36
The Goddess's Price
Moonlight bathed the battlefield in silver.
No one moved.
Ashford wolves.
Black Hollow warriors.
Even the surviving members of the Crimson Order stared at me in stunned silence.
The glow around my body slowly faded, leaving only the faint silver markings circling my wrists.
The Crimson leader remained on his knees.
Not because he was chained.
Because he could not find the strength to stand.
His faith—everything he had devoted his life to—had just been shattered.
He had expected a weapon.
Instead...
He had witnessed mercy.
Kael reached me first.
He stopped just a step away.
His silver eyes searched my face anxiously.
"Lyra..."
His voice was barely above a whisper.
"Are you hurt?"
I looked at the cut on my arm.
The blessed silver had vanis
