Embers in the Dark
Seraphina’s POV
Something was wrong with the sky.
At first, I thought it was just the heaviness of night, thick with storm clouds that never broke. But the stars flickered dim, like they were watching through smoke.
And beneath my skin, the fire stirred.
I’d barely slept, and when I did, dreams clawed at me. Dreams of wings. Of ash. Of blood-soaked hands I didn’t recognize as mine.
The flame woke me. Again. Always just before dawn.
Only this time, it wasn’t alone.
A ripple of power laced through the stronghold like a shiver. Not mine. Not Rael’s. Something colder. Hungrier.
I wrapped my robe tighter around me and stepped barefoot into the corridor, guided by instinct more than logic. The stone floor was cool, but even it couldn’t stop the pulse of heat that foll
