The chamber shook so hard Catalina nearly lost her footing.
Dust fell from the ceiling in thick clouds. The names carved into the walls glowed brighter and brighter, pulsing like they had heartbeats. Gabriel went stiff in her arms, his eyes rolled back until only the whites showed.
The voices screaming through him got louder. Dozens of them, all at once.
"Blood calls to blood. The heir must choose. Burn or be reborn."
Catalina backed up, holding Gabriel tighter even though his body jerked and twisted. "What does that mean? What are you talking about?"
Camilla's face had gone white. She looked scared now. Actually scared. "This shouldn't be happening yet. The awakening wasn't supposed to…"
"Wasn't supposed to what?" Lucien shouted, still holding the black knife.
Camilla didn't answer
