Lila's POV
Visions crash into me… blinding, endless. A city burning. My face on posters. Blood. So much blood.
The war is coming faster than I thought. And I’m no longer just a girl with a broken past and a promise.
I am the weapon
The Watcher on the Balcony
I stood on the pack balcony, the forest stretching forever before me, its canopy a sea of green shadows. Ryker stood beside me, quiet as ever, his presence a reassuring weight in the growing doubt.
The wind whispered through the trees, bringing with it a smell I hadn't encountered in years…. embers and ash, tinged with something old.
“She’s returned stronger,” the wind seemed to say.
I folded my fists, the railing beneath my hands moaning in protest. The promise stood over us like a storm cloud, and Mira's return thre
