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Chapter Six

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The Depths of the Knowing

Rissa’s POV

The smoky motel room was dusty and filled with the rays of the morning light slipping faintly through the motel window covered in dirt, the worn carpet painted with the long streaks of gold, I barely noticed it's effects . My thoughts spun in relentless circles, knotted with emotion, resentment, confusion, and something else I didn’t want to name. Hope, maybe. The kind that flickers when everything else has gone dark.

Mark’s voice still echoed in the fragile silence. His words like smoke choking my mind, impossible to hold and harder to ignore. “You don’t have to face this alone Rissa.”

But I had been alone. Since the day I felt the bond shatter, since Lucan turned his back on me and the title of Luna twisted into a chain I didn’t ask to wear, I’d carried this weight by myself.

The Knowing stirred beneath my skin.

I didn’t ask for this power. No one ever asked for the Knowing. It came uninvited, a haunting inheritance passed down through blo
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