The Veil had never trembled before.
Not even when the Ancients tore through reality. Not when Lucien died. Not when I shattered eternity itself.
But now…
The ground beneath my feet pulsed like a heartbeat that didn’t belong to this world.
I stood frozen at the cliff’s edge while silver mist twisted violently around the pillars of ancient stone. The sky above the Veil flickered moonlight stuttering like a dying flame.
Something was forcing its way through reality.
Not slipping through.
Not sneaking.
Forcing.
Caelum grabbed my arm.
“Step back.”
I didn’t move.
My gaze was locked on the center of the Veil where space itself was beginning to bend.
The air warped.
Like glass under too much pressure.
“Seraphine,” Caelum said sharply.
Still I didn’t move.
Because the presence I’d
