22AuraThe path was mangled with rocks and dirt. Where stone wasn’t jutting out from the ground, cracks carved designs along the treacherous trail in the dry red earth.
She held onto Felipe with one hand and kept her other by her sword. If the Sights had returned to Vadim, she would need to keep it handy.
But Vadim seemed deserted. The darkness of night and the quiet stillness made her shiver. She glanced back at the gate and inhaled sharply. Her breath caught in her throat. An orange flower blossomed on the gate, just like the one she’d seen earlier on the tree.
“Aura, you sure you’re okay?”
“Yes. I . . . I want to make sure we don’t get lost,” she replied, turning her gaze back toward him.
His dark eyes looked at her with concern. “We’re on the only path that leads to the tower. We’l
