The Revelation.
The moon was high, and the isolated area where Isabella waited was glowing eerie. Her pulse pounded steadily against her ribs, and the air was heavy with the aroma of pine and moist dirt. Knowing that this moment would decide everything, she gripped the pieces of prophesy tightly in her shaking hands.
Lorenzo's golden eyes glowed like fires as he stepped out of the shadows. A few steps distant, he came to a hard halt with his arms folded over his wide chest. His voice was colder than she recalled, yet he still replied, "You said you had something to show me."
Isabella took a deep breath and moved forward. "Lorenzo, this prophesy is about us. Of equilibrium, of the sacrifices required to bring the packs together. And Antonio....Her fingers clenched around the sheet as she
