POV: Luna
I woke up gasping.
My mark was still tingling from last night's otherworld visit, that faint glow pulsing just under my skin like a second heartbeat.
I sat up in bed and stared at my wrist. The mark looked different. Not dramatically, but enough that I noticed. The lines were sharper, more defined. Almost like someone had traced over them with fresh ink.
"Luna? You okay?"
Nova's voice cut through my thoughts. She was sitting up in her bed across the room, hair a mess, eyes concerned.
"Yeah," I lied. "Just a weird dream."
She didn't look convinced, but she let it go. We both started getting ready for the day, pulling on training clothes and tying our hair back.
I tried to shake off the uneasy feeling crawling up my spine, but it wouldn't leave. Something felt wrong.
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