"He's coming for me! He's coming!"
Kerria's scream shattered the silence of the castle like glass under a hammer. The tapestries lining the stone walls fluttered as if jolted by the power of her voice. The girl thrashed beneath sweat-soaked sheets, tiny hands clawing at invisible threats, her golden eyes wide with horror.
Georgia was there in a heartbeat, pulling her daughter into her arms. "Keria! Baby, it's just a dream, just a dream, you're safe with me."
But Keria's small body trembled violently. Her eyes weren't just frightened, they were *changed*. Glowing faintly. Like the moon had kissed her pupils.
"No! It wasn't a dream, it was a vision, Mom!" Keria's voice was hoarse, yet unnervingly certain. "I saw the hunters. Daddy sent them. They want me because of the blood. B
