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Chapter 11: The Pulse Beneath Her Skin

作者: Brook Paige
last update 最終更新日: 2025-09-30 10:47:15

POV: Aria Monroe

The pulse beneath her skin had a rhythm now.

It wasn’t just a flicker or a flare—it was steady, insistent, like a second heartbeat. Aria stood barefoot in the Grove of Memory, her toes pressed into moss-covered stone, her wrist glowing faintly in the morning light. The mark had changed overnight. The symbols were sharper, more defined. They no longer shimmered. They burned.

Kaelion watched her from the edge of the grove, arms crossed, his expression unreadable.

“You’re resisting it,” he said.

Aria clenched her fists. “I don’t know how to let it in.”

“You already have. Now you need to shape it.”

She turned to face him. “What if I can’t?”

Kaelion stepped forward, slow and deliberate. “Then it will shape you.”

—

Training began with silence.

Kaelion didn’t bark orders or demand obedience. He simply stood beside her, guiding her breath, her focus, her awareness. He taught her to listen—not with her ears, but with her blood. The ley lines beneath the forest pulsed with ener
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