Zoe awoke with a jolt, her heart racing and her breathing shallow. The room was dark, the first hints of dawn just beginning to filter through the window. She touched the pendant resting against her chest, feeling its warmth as though Nyx’s words had left a lingering imprint.
Her thoughts spun as she sat up in bed, her mind filled with questions. A blood witch, a vampire with the key to her powers, and a traitor lurking in their midst - it was too much to process all at once. Yet she could feel the truth of Nyx’s vision resonating within her. She was on the cusp of something far bigger than she’d realized, a path that was both thrilling and terrifying.
Slowly, she climbed out of bed, her movements cautious and deliberate as she reached for her journal on the nightstand. She needed to cap
