The training grounds fell silent.
Kael crumpled the note in his fist, his jaw tightening.
Lucien knew.
He knew they were searching for the Temple of the Eternal Moon.
Damian stepped forward. “How is that possible? Only the four of us knew.”
Kael’s expression darkened.
“The traitor is still feeding him information.”
Elder Rowan sighed. “Then we must leave before another message reaches him.”
Kael nodded. “We depart within the hour.”
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An hour later, a black SUV sped away from Blackthorne Castle.
Kael drove while Damian sat in the passenger seat, constantly checking the road behind them.
Lyra and Elder Rowan occupied the back seat.
The castle disappeared in the distance.
Lyra glanced out the window at the endless forest.
“Where exactly is this temple?”
Rowan smiled faintly.
