Rosalia
You know your life’s gone off the rails when a girl claiming to be your sister steps out of a burning city, glowing like a supernova, while your bloodline’s power is slipping through your fingers like sand. I’m on my knees in ash and rubble, my glow gone, my body screaming as Andre’s journal lies open, its runes fading but still alive with my family’s power.
The woman’s talisman is blazing, her claim on the bloodline choking me, and Camila’s glow is a knife in my back, her betrayal raw. Angelo’s bleeding out, his eyes pleading, and Isabella’s pinned by Moretti’s wolves, her lies about the bloodline a fresh wound. The silver wolf’s down, maybe Dad, maybe not, and now this new sister, with my eyes and Dad’s hair, is telling me to choose. Trust is a fairy tale, betrayal’s my heartbe
