Chapter 106: The Path of Fire
The early morning light slipped gently through the trees, golden and soft, as if the forest itself was trying to offer peace. But peace was far from Luna’s mind.
She sat by the fire Seraphine had started, her hands wrapped tightly around a wooden cup of herbal tea. The warmth seeped into her fingers, but her heart remained cold. Her thoughts were a whirlwind, circling one name over and over again.
Cassian.
She had dreamed of him again during the night. In the dream, he wasn’t wearing black armor or glowing red eyes. He was the boy she remembered—barefoot, grinning, wind-tousled hair. They were sitting beneath the old tree on the cliff where he first told her he loved her. He had whispered it like a secret, his fingers brushing hers.
And then, in the dream
