The silver light swallowed everything.
The chamber.
The chains.
Seraphine.
Kael.
Even the sound of my own breathing.
I stood inside a world made entirely of memories.
I saw my childhood home.
My mother's hands.
The forest where I had once played.
The first time I had felt the Moon's light on my skin.
The Mate Ceremony.
Damian.
The rejection.
The execution.
Kael.
So many moments.
So many pieces of myself.
And I knew I was about to lose them.
"Lyra!"
Kael's voice reached me through the light.
I turned.
He was standing several steps away.
His body was surrounded by silver fire.
He looked terrified.
"Stop this!"
"I can't."
"You can."
He rushed toward me.
The light pushed him back.
He tried again.
"Lyra!"
I shook my head.
"If I stop, Seraphine wins."
"Then we'l
