Nienna P.O.V
Everything was going well. The sigils were painted on the floor, and I had the corresponding sigils painted on Marcus’s chest. Mom had basically burned this ritual into my head. It was hard at first. Watching her vision. Looking into the past and seeing my parents so happy. But the one thing I couldn't shake, was the warning mom had given me. Something that for sure would happen if she lived. The tragedy she died to hopefully prevent. The reason I could not hold Marcus’s eyes. The return of Lilith. The pain I would cause us. The deaths of our children. Guilt was bottling up inside me and I hadn't even done anything yet.
"Hey," August’s gentle voice said as he came from behind and softly touched my arm. Damn. He could sense my feelings. Our bond was way too strong, it was i
