Evelyn stood at the edge of the cliff behind the Silvercrest manor, where the wind screamed like a living thing and the stars seemed close enough to touch. She held out her hand, palm up, watching as golden threads of light danced from her skin.
The mark over her heart shimmered beneath her shirt, warm and pulsing with something ancient.
Aria stirred.
That mark is not just a symbol of the tomb’s blessing… It is the seal of the first Luna. The Elemental Mother.
Evelyn swallowed. “Why now?”
Because you earned it, Aria whispered. You faced the darkness. You didn’t run.
Behind her, she sensed a presence. Ronan.
He said nothing as he approached, his boots crunching softly over the gravel. He stood beside her, hands in his coat pockets, eyes focused on the horizon.
“You ever wonder if th
