POV: Luna
That night, despite exhaustion, I can't sleep.
The dark magic residue makes rest impossible. My channels burning. My mark throbbing.
So instead, I meditate. Trying to cleanse myself internally. Prepare for tomorrow.
And I slip into the otherworld. Not intentionally. Just from exhaustion and need.
Miguel is there immediately. Concern written across his translucent face.
"Luna, what happened? Your energy is corrupted. Tainted with dark magic."
"Cassandra's Circle. They cursed me. Cole broke it, but residue remains."
"And you're supposed to fight tomorrow in this condition?"
"I don't have a choice."
"You always have a choice. You could sit out. Let others handle it."
"And watch my pack fight without me? Never."
Miguel sighs. But there's pride in his eyes. "Stubborn. Brav
