Rayna POV
The earth stirred.
At first, I thought it was the exhaustion pulling me under. But then the shadows shifted at the edge of the battlefield. A ripple moved through the trees, dark and silver, like moonlight walking. Wolves bristled, growls trembling in their throats.
A female stepped out.
The Wendrah. - I somehow knew it was her. Felt the familiar connection with her magic.
No longer the twisted beast that lived under the temple ruins, but a woman - tall, terrible, breathtaking. Her hair spilled silver-black down her back, her skin pale as bone, her eyes molten with the memory of the curse that had once chained her. Her presence struck the air like a blow, and wolves shrank back, ears flat, whines cutting through the silence.
But when her gaze found mine, she smiled.
“You
