KIARA'S POV
Three days.That was all the time we had.
The witch doctor's words kept replaying in my mind.
The Blood Moon.I had never feared a moon before.Now, every sunrise felt like another step toward something I couldn't stop.
I stood by the nursery window, gently rocking Rowan in my arms while Ryder slept peacefully in his crib.
Rowan looked better.His fever had almost disappeared.He was even smiling again.
But the mark...The mark had spread.
Thin silver lines now stretched from the cross on his back toward his tiny shoulders.
I carefully kissed his forehead.
"What are you?"
I whispered.
"What are you becoming?"
A knock came at the nursery door.
"Come in."
Kael stepped inside carrying Ryder.
Our younger son was laughing happily in his father's arms, grabbing at Kael's shi
