Chapter 55
Svetlana’s face didn’t pale; instead, it hardened, her features turning into a mask of cold, Siberian marble. Rylee turned to her, the teal glow in her eyes flickering like a dying star.
“Svetlana,” Rylee’s voice was a jagged blade. “You know the dark corners of this world better than anyone. Who would do this? Who would want a baby as a sacrifice, or trade a baby?”
“Rylee, you don’t understand. This isn’t just because Aurora is a baby,” Svetlana responded, her tone aloof yet serious. Rylee furrowed her brows. “It’s because she’s your baby— the child of a Primordial. Not only that, but she’s a girl. If the prophecy of Primordials holds, girls are more powerful than boys.”
“Are you saying someone wants Aurora for her blood?” Wyatt questioned, his anger rising at the thought o
