David POV
Moonlight spilled across the McKinnley estate like liquid silver, pooling in the gardens and stretching shadows across the lawn. I stood at my study window, the familiar weight of responsibility pressing heavy on my shoulders.
The prophecy’s words echoed in my mind—words I had hoped to shield my daughters from for a few more precious years. But fate had a cruel way of accelerating time.
Riley’s awakening.
Alex’s fire.
The rogue attack.
The figure lurking in the trees.
I had no choice left.
The truth had to come out.
I sipped my tea, the herbal warmth grounding me for a moment. But calm was temporary—fleeting. The world my girls were stepping into was anything but peaceful. They had power greater than they understood, power the supernatural world would covet or fear.
And
