Her voice was soft but clear, like bells underwater.
I took a step forward, uncertain. “You’re the Child of Dusk and Dawn?”
She tilted her head like she was hearing something I couldn’t. Then she said, “That’s what they call me, but you can call me Lira.”
“Lira...” I echoed. It felt right, naturally falling off my lips.
I heard sounds and when I turned behind, Luca and Nathan had both woken up and were staring at me in confusion. The look on their eyes said they were ready to attack it the need be. I could feel their stares, especially Nathan’s sharp intake of breath when Lira reached forward and touched my palm without hesitation.
Her fingers were warm. Light pulsed between our hands. Lira’s gaze locked onto mine. “I’ve been waiting for you, Mira.”
“How do you know my name? How do you even know me?” I asked.
She blinked slowly. “That’s not supposed to be a question anymore, Mira. I know my mirror.”
“Mirror?”
“Our powers are two halves of the same blade,” she said softly. “We were mad
