Darkness.
A vast, endless void swallows me whole, pressing against me like a living thing. My body is weightless, adrift in a sea of shadows. I try to move, but my limbs feel distant, as if they don’t belong to me anymore.
Then, a voice. Smooth. Familiar.
"You feel it now, don’t you?"
Reven.
His words slither through the void, wrapping around my thoughts like chains. I try to push him out, to fight back, but something inside me—something deep—responds to his call.
A golden thread flickers through the darkness, thin and fragile.
Selene.
I reach for it, but shadows coil around my wrist, yanking me deeper.
"Why resist, Ariana?" Reven’s voice is calm, almost amused. "You already know the truth. The power running through your veins... it was never meant for them. It was
