"This was hers," he said softly. "Our mother's."
"Yes," I confirmed, my voice thick with emotion. "She must have been wearing it when they..." I swallowed hard, unable to finish the thought.
Lucious closed his fingers around the pendant, holding it tightly as if it might disappear. The connection between us pulsed stronger, our shared blood recognising the significance of this moment.
"We need to move," Kane urged gently, his hand warm on my shoulder. "The charges are set."
My brother nodded, slipping the pendant around his neck and tucking the journal into his pocket. I saw him cast one final glance around the room that had been his entire world for seventeen years. Whatever mixture of emotions crossed his face, I couldn't fully decipher, but I felt his resolve strengthen through our
