LOGIN"They'll never get tired of that story," she murmured. "Good. They should know what we went through to get here. What we survived." She pulled me to a stop, looking up at me with those eyes that still made my heart skip. "I'm glad you came for me. Even though I would have been okay eventually. I'm
"That's how you killed him?" This from Marcus, practical as always. "With the bond?" "With the bond and with magic and with determination to protect what we loved." I touched Hope's hair, then Marcus's. "To protect our future. Our chance at the family we'd been trying to build for seven lifetimes."
Chapter 159 Epilogue **Ronan's POV** "Tell us again, Papa." Hope tugged on my sleeve, her golden eyes bright in the firelight. "Tell us about the Shadow Realm." "You've heard that story a hundred times," I said, but I was already settling into the big chair by the fire. Marcus climbed into my ot
"I can't do this," I gasped as another wave of pain hit. "It's too much. I can't." "Yes, you can." Ronan's voice was steady even though I could feel his terror through the bond. "You fought Silas. You survived the Shadow Realm. You can do this." "That was easier," I groaned. He actually laughed.
The bond blazed so bright I could barely breathe. His emotions crashed into mine. Love and regret and hope and determination all tangled together. Helena turned to me. "Your vows, Lunara." My birth name. My true name. It still felt strange to hear it. I looked at Ronan and suddenly all my prepare
Chapter 158 **Evangeline's POV** The moon hung full and silver above us, so bright it hurt to look at directly. I stood at the edge of the clearing, barefoot in the grass, and tried to remember how to breathe. My dress was simple. White silk that moved like water. No train. No veil. Just me and t
**Evangeline's POV** The cold night air bit at my skin as I stumbled through the forest, branches tearing at my clothes. My heart hammered against my ribs so hard I thought it might burst. Everything hurt. My head pounded from the magical backlash. My soul felt ripped apart from learning the truth
The thought makes me want to scream. I've been living a lie my entire life. Everyone around me knew more about who I was than I did. Even my name might not be real. But if I'm not Evangeline, then who am I? The answer comes to me like a whisper in the dark: *Lunara.* That's the name the white
I stumble to the bathroom and splash cold water on my face. The mirror shows a stranger staring back at me. Dark circles under my eyes. Hollow cheeks. Skin that's too pale, too drawn. I look like I'm dying. Maybe I am. The binding stone lies on the floor where I threw it, the crack I noticed b
I wouldn't blame her. I try to reach out through the bond, to sense where she is, but all I feel is emptiness. Like she's moving farther away with each passing second. Or maybe she's blocking me out. Maybe she's learned to shield herself from the connection that's caused her so much pain. I wo







