Lila stared at Cassian, her breath caught in her throat. The calm confidence in his voice unsettled her more than his sudden appearance.
“What do you mean, everything that’s coming?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.
Cassian took a slow step forward, his expression serious. “The eclipse didn’t just bind us, Lila. It awakened something—something others have been waiting for.”
“Others?” she echoed, her pulse quickening.
He nodded. “There are forces in this world that live in shadows. Some have waited centuries for the return of the fire soul. That’s you.”
Lila blinked. “You’ve got the wrong person. I’m not a fire anything. I’m… just me.”
Cassian gave a faint smile. “You haven’t awakened yet. But you will. And when you do, they’ll come for you.”
The library suddenly felt colder. Lila glanced around. It was still just the two of them, but the air was thick, heavy, like something unseen was watching.
She rubbed her arms, a strange warmth pulsing beneath her skin. Her fingers brushed a faint symbol near her collarbone—something that hadn’t been there before.
“What is this?” she asked.
Cassian’s eyes darkened.
“It’s the mark of the flame. Your power… has already begun to rise.”
And Lila knew then—her normal life was gone.