Chapter 11 – Marked by Moonlight
The air in the Moonborne village was different that night—charged, restless, like the forest itself held its breath. Seren could feel it pressing on her chest as she sat at the edge of the fire circle, her knees tucked close to her body, hands clasped tight in her lap. Whispers surrounded her, each low voice carrying sharp edges.
“A human should not be here.”
“She’ll bring danger upon us.”
“What if she’s one of them? A lure from the vampires?”
Seren bit the inside of her cheek until she tasted copper. She had endured sneers before, but these weren’t like the insults whispered behind silk curtains at her father’s estate. These were words born from fear and suspicion, words that could get her cast back into the woods—or worse.
At the heart of the circle
