The Training
Serenye's POV
The eastern garden was dark and empty at two in the morning. I moved through the shadows like Damian had taught me, my footsteps silent on the stone pathway. The white ribbon I'd tied to the oak tree earlier that day was gone, which meant Elena had received my signal.
Now I just had to find her.
"Over here," a voice called softly from behind a cluster of rose bushes.
I turned to find Elena emerging from the darkness, dressed in all black, her silver eyes glowing faintly in the moonlight. She looked like a ghost. Beautiful and terrifying.
"You came," she said, sounding pleased.
"You said you'd help me," I replied, glancing around to make sure we were truly alone. "I need that help now more than ever."
"Because Sebastian is suspicious," Elena guessed, movin
