Chapter 46
**Evangeline's POV**
The cold night air bit at my skin as I stumbled through the forest, branches tearing at my clothes. My heart hammered against my ribs so hard I thought it might burst. Everything hurt. My head pounded from the magical backlash. My soul felt ripped apart from learning the truth about my identity.
I wasn't Evangeline Cross. I was Lunara Blackthorne.
The name echoed in my mind like a curse. My parents weren't the nobodies I'd been told about. They were powerful. They were dead. They died because of me.
I pressed my back against a thick oak tree, trying to catch my breath. The forest around me felt different tonight. Wrong. The usual sounds of night creatures were gone. No owls hooting. No rustling of small animals in the underbrush. Just silence that made
