The silence after the Exodus healer’s words felt deafening. Even the softest breath, the tiniest shift of fabric, seemed too loud in the wake of his statement.
"You must prepare yourself, Luna Leanna. You are walking a path that cannot be undone."
His voice echoed in my mind like a prophecy, one that I didn’t yet understand but could already feel deep in my bones.
I felt exhausted, drained, yet at the same time, something inside me was different.
It was as if my body had been reset, yet the fever had left behind an unseen mark… a whisper of power, of something stirring just beneath my skin.
"That’s it?" Stefano’s voice sliced through the silence, sharp and demanding. "You say all of that, yet you don’t explain? What did you do to my Luna?"
There was something possessive about the way
