Mia
The moment my finger pressed against the smooth stone of the pendant, it pulsed once, like a heartbeat, and then everything exploded.
Light shot out in a blinding burst of gold and white, so sudden and fierce that the music screeched to silence. The bass stopped mid-thrum. Glasses rattled against tables. Everyone in the club froze, heads whipping toward me and Daisy as the glow spread like fire, swirling around us before erupting upward into the air.
A crest shimmered in the middle of the dance floor. It wasn’t just any mark, it was the sigil of the Fiato Kingdom. Twin wolves, silver and black, circling each other in an eternal loop, their eyes gleaming like burning stars.
Gasps rippled across the club. Some creatures stumbled back. Others bowed their heads instinctively. The mark
