The crimson beacons burned like wounds across the night sky.
One...
Two...
Three...
Until all seven towers on the distant mountains blazed with blood-red light.
The eerie glow stretched across the horizon, painting the clouds in shades of scarlet.
Marcus's face lost all color.
"The Hunt..." he whispered.
"It has begun."
Aria slowly opened her eyes.
Her head throbbed as though thousands of voices were whispering inside her mind.
The last thing she remembered was hearing her mother's voice.
Now...
She found herself lying in Kael's arms.
His strong grip supported her carefully, as though he feared she would disappear if he let go.
For a brief moment, she almost felt safe.
Then reality crashed back.
The rejection.
The humiliation.
The broken mate bond.
She immediately pushe
