CHAPTER 21:
Aurora's POV
Zayne walked away, leaving me standing there, breathless, the taste of his kiss still on my lips, my heart torn between love and fury.
Then, something shimmered at the edge of the crash site, faint and silver.
I knelt, brushing the dirt aside, and found a small metal fragment, an emblem, shaped like a crescent moon.
The same design as the heirloom around my neck.
Only this one was scorched. Burned by magic.
Then, after a few hours of staying without seeing Zayne. The night tasted like smoke when I felt it the moment I stepped outside the lodge, the sting in the air, the heaviness pressing against the back of my tongue.
I didn’t know then if it was a warning… or an omen. But my entire body reacted as soon as some invisible hand had reached out and gripped
