The moonlight streaked the forest silver, and the wind howled.
Raven's heart pounded with each step as she followed Dax farther into the forest. Since they had left the camp, he had not spoken. He had his jaw clinched. Something darker than fury darkened his eyes: humiliation.
"Where are we going, Dax?" With her breath evident in the crisp night air, Raven inquired.
At last, he came to a halt close to a moss-covered, shattered statue. Time had erased the figure's face, but the moonlight gave a subtle pulse to the marks at its base. Dax's eyes were a pale gold when he turned to face her.
"My kind used to revere this place," he said. "Prior to my birth, prior to my curse."
Raven blinked. "Cursed?"
Dax gave a nod. "I've never been completely honest with anyone. Not even Kael.
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