Selena’s POV
The southern temple hadn’t been used in years. The old stone walls were covered in moss and weathered carvings, but there was something sacred about it.
Karren stood at my side, silent, his gaze sweeping the clearing. He had shifted to his wolf. We stood before an ancient circle in the center, which had been cleared by the guards earlier, and now glowed faintly from the write up we had inscribed into the stone. Write up in demon blood and Alpha essence. And the combination crackled with dark energy.
The summoning would be dangerous. The spirit Mireya wouldn’t go down easily, especially when another had summoned her before now to destroy.
She’d clung to life for centuries through hate, vengeance, and tethered suffering. But Anya didn’t have much time left.
She was unconsc
