~Sarah’s POV~
The heat in the South didn't just sit on your skin, it tried to colonize your lungs. For a Ghost Walker, the desert was a nightmare no shadows to hide in, just shimmering waves of heat and the blinding glare of the Sun-Drenched sands. I flicked my gaze toward Alicia. She was struggling. Aries was reacting to the dry air, sending tiny violet sparks dancing off her skin that looked like signal flares against the dunes. I grabbed her arm, pulling her into the sliver of shade cast by a jagged rock. "Stay down, Alpha," I projected, my mental voice sharp. "The Solar Sentinels are circling. If you spike, they'll see the lightning from three miles out.”
"It's her, Sarah," Alicia whispered, her green eyes scanning the horizon. "I can feel her.It's like a second sun is buried under
