The gold light was not dramatic. Not the eruption from the stone circle she would learn about later, not the wall of force she would eventually understand she was capable of. It was small and steady and warm, sitting in her palms like something that had always been there and had simply decided today was the day to stop hiding.
She looked at it for three seconds.
Then she looked at Liam.
"Tell me exactly what Kade said," she said. "Word for word."
Liam looked at Anya Reeve.
The young woman pulled her knees tighter. She had the expression of someone who had been carrying something heavy for three days and was simultaneously relieved to put it down and afraid of what happened once it was out in the open.
"He said the ritual needed to happen before the next full moon," she said. "He said
