KAT
Territory Claimed
The morning our store finally opens in Lexington, I wake to find Dave standing rigid at our bedroom window, blessing crackling beneath his skin like barely contained lightning strikes. Two weeks until these boys make their entrance, and his power has been growing exponentially since meeting Lucia yesterday. The animals sense it—crows line every surface of our trailer's roof, their black forms creating a living shingle. Rabbits gather near our door in unnatural stillness. Even the insects seem drawn to his expanding divine energy, beetles and moths clustering on our windows despite the October cold.
"You're getting stronger." The observation carries worry I can't disguise, watching golden light pulse beneath his skin with each heartbeat.
"I can feel everything." Hi
