Chapter 105: Ashes and Embers
The world hadn’t righted itself.
Even as the echo of the lightning strike faded into the distance, the air hung thick—heavy with the weight of broken trust and bitter memories. Smoke curled upward in lazy spirals from the scorched ground, the scent of ozone and ash clinging to every breath Luna drew. The ground beneath her boots still vibrated, as though the land itself mourned what had just risen from it.
Cassian.
His name rang in her skull like a bell tolling the end of all things. He had stood no more than ten feet from her, cloaked in armor and hatred. The boy she had once clung to beneath moonlit trees, the man who had whispered her name like a prayer—gone. Swallowed by something ancient and cruel.
Now, only the shell remained. Beautiful. Deadly. Emp
