“Little girl,” Eleanor said coldly. “You should’ve stayed in the woods.”
Glyphs and ancestral fire bloomed behind her.
Mira snarled, but she took a step back.
Felix called from outside. “Fall back! Ezra’s retreating!”
Mira’s lip curled. “This isn’t over.” She vanished into smoke.
The battle was over. But not the war.
Ezra’s forces limped away, bruised and broken.
Mira had been seen, and felt.
And inside the estate, Liora awoke with a jolt.
Lex was already there. “You okay?”
She nodded.
“Ezra believed the illusion.”
Her voice was hoarse. “And Mira?”
Lex’s gaze was grim. “She went for Sienna. Almost succeeded.”
Liora sat up. “She’s not done.”
“No,” Lex agreed. “She’s just getting started.”
Outside, the moon lit the bloody ground.
The next moon was still days away. It would n
