“You sure about this?” Kael’s voice was a low growl, barely audible over the wind that whipped through the sacred clearing.
I watched Draven, his face carved in cold determination, standing in the center of the ritual circle. The crimson shard glowed ominously in his hand, its light flickering like it was alive. My heart raced as I struggled against the vines that bound my wrists to the ancient stone post.
“You’re making a mistake!” I shouted, my voice hoarse from screaming. “There has to be another way!”
Draven’s gaze flickered to mine for a split second before hardening again. “There is no other way, Liana. This is the only way to bring you back.”
“Draven, you don’t even know what that thing will do to you!” I tugged at the bonds, the sharp edges cutting into my skin. “Don’t
