The brilliance still clung to the room, silver light shimmering in the air like dust suspended in water. Blair staggered back, shielding her eyes against the afterglow that seemed to burn straight into her skin. Her lips parted in shock, but no sound came out.
Silas drew a ragged breath, the haze in his mind shuddering beneath the weight of that light. His body was still heavy, poisoned, but his wolf surged at the sight before him. “Celeste…” he rasped, his voice fractured yet full of something fierce, relief, recognition, hope.
Celeste stood at the center of the glow, her hair lifted by an unseen wind, her aura bending the shadows back with every pulse. Her gaze was locked on Blair, unflinching, her voice ringing like a blade through the tense air.
“I said, get away from him.”
Blair r
