Adira’s POV
The stronghold was howling with a furious wind. The air became incorrect, heavy, and thick. I gripped my chest, gasping for air.
Raising her arms, Seraphina spoke in a chilly whisper. Around her, the shadows coiled into black tendrils that reached the heavens.
Above, the moon became darker. The stars dimmed.
The sky became crimson.
The earth resonated with a deep, thundering crack. The castle shook under our feet.
A hideous shape was formed as the shadows came together. Someone stepped out of the shadows.
Tall. Shrouded in whirling darkness. His fiery crimson eyes glowed brightly.
I felt a chill go down my back.
His voice was a deep, rumbling growl as he moved forward.
"I've come back to get what's rightfully mine."
The King of Eclipse opened his arms. Dust and debri
