The cold grip of fear twisted in Lena’s stomach as Garret led her, Marcus, and Damien through the dense forest. The moonlight flickered through the trees, casting eerie shadows that danced around them. Lena’s mind was spinning with questions, but the grim set of Garret’s jaw made it clear that he wasn’t going to answer any of them.
The Elders’ decision. That’s all Garret would say. But what could the Elders possibly want with her now? Especially after everything she had learned about the prophecy and her role in it. The weight of the unspoken ultimatum between Marcus and Damien still hung heavy on her heart, making it hard to breathe.
Marcus stayed close to her side, his hand brushing against hers as if seeking reassurance. Every touch sent a jolt through her, a reminder of the warmth an
