The silence that followed Serena’s entrance was more deafening than the explosion of solar fire. She stood at the edge of the flattened clearing, the moonlight catching the wicked edge of a silver-etched blade. But it wasn’t just the weapon that froze the blood in my veins; it was her eyes. They were the same shimmering, haunting violet as Ryker’s.
"Serena?" Ryker’s voice was a fractured rasp. He tried to stand, but his limbs failed him, the glowing tattoos on his skin pulsing with a rhythmic, ethereal light. "What... what have you done?"
Serena didn't look like the cruel, haughty woman who had mocked my banishment. Her face was a mask of cold, divine certainty. "I have claimed what was rightfully mine, Ryker. While you were busy pining for a rejected beta, I was communioning with the de
