Killian’s POV
Sleep never found me that night.
Every time I try close my eyes, I saw her, Zylia, covered in light, screaming my name as the ground split beneath her.
When I jolted awake, sweat clung to my skin, and the mark on my wrist burned like fire.
The Moon hung low and red through my window, staining everything in its reach. It felt like a warning. Or maybe a countdown.
She had been haunting my dream lately and I knew it wasn’t normal.
Although, the thoughts of her, of the both of us, together, lingered in my heart every night before I tried to sleep.
I had to see the Priestess.
She’d have answers.
By the time I reached the temple, the world still hadn’t caught its breath. The Moon Priestess was waiting, as though she’d known I would come.
“You shouldn’t be here, Alpha,” sh
