The sanctuary felt different when Liora returned, as if it too sensed the shift within her. The once peaceful glade, bathed in the gentle glow of magic, now seemed to hum with a new energy—an intensity that mirrored the volatile power coursing through her veins. The trees, their leaves shimmering with the light of the sanctuary’s magic, swayed gently in the wind, but Liora could feel the weight of what she carried inside her—the magic of the fae prince, the Heart of Thorns now bound to her very soul.
She had done it. She had taken Kaelan’s power, absorbed it, and survived the transfer. But now, with that power inside her, she knew it was only a matter of time before the fae became aware of what she had done. Kaelan wouldn’t let this go. He would come for her, and he would bring the full w
