Elara's POV
The golden markings glowed across my arms, dancing in strange patterns, symbols that were completely foreign to me.
Staring at them with wide eyes open in shock, a sharp breath escaped from my lips. "Jordan...." His name slipped from my mouth.
Jordan heard his name and as he slowly pulled away from me, the feeling of warmth slowly disappeared alongside the glowing markings.
It just vanished, almost like it had never even been there before.
"Are you okay?" Jordan raised a brow at in complete confusion. It seemed the shocked look on my face had become more evident.
"Did you see that? The glowing marks on me?" I whispered, pointing to my arms.
Jordan shook his head in disagreement and there was this feeling of fear that Jordan would assume I was perhaps just imaginin
