Chapter 15 – The First Spark
(Elena’s POV)
The parchment fell to the ground when I dropped it.
I thought the cold air was going to smother me because it felt so heavy. Every breath I took made me feel like the forest was against me. Lucian did not say anything as he looked at the picture. I could hear his teeth grinding because his jaw was so tight.
"Who did this?" I whispered. My voice sounded strange—small and shaky.
Ronan crouched down next to the tree and smelled the bark. He said, "Fresh scent." “Someone who left this was here not long ago.”
Lucian had anger in his eyes, but it was under control. "Watch the edges." No one leaves this forest until I say so.
Ronan gave a nod and then disappeared into the night.
When I hugged myself, the wind tore through my torn arms. "They know
