The forest air that night was cold enough to pierce through bone, but in my veins, it felt as if molten copper was boiling. Kaelen took me deep into the heart of the forest, crossing the territorial boundaries that the castle servants usually never dared to tread. Under the canopy of massive trees that looked like sleeping giants, he tried to teach me one thing: how to survive as a Luna.
"Breathe, Aira. Don't let your emotions control the fire. You are a Silver-Blood. If you don't master it, this fire will consume you from the inside," Kaelen’s voice was low and calm, yet filled with the weight of authority.
I tried to follow his instructions, but every time I closed my eyes, the image of Eros hugging Sera returned. It triggered a sharp pain in my neck—the marking that now felt like an i
