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Chapter 62. The Goddess’ Mark

Author: Michael Moore
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-23 00:45:48

Damon’s POV

The field still carried the faint scent of smoke and moonlight, creating a mysterious and lingering atmosphere. That mysterious light...the one that swallowed Vanessa whole...still burned vividly behind my eyes, even though the clearing was now empty and silent. All that remained of her was a necklace half-buried in the dirt, its chain broken, with the small moon pendant cracked down the middle, a fragile reminder of what once was.

I crouched, picking it up. The metal was still warm. Too warm.

I softly whispered, “Vanessa,” but my voice sounded a bit shaky and unsure. The echo of her scream...if it truly was a scream...still echoed in my mind, making it hard to forget.

Aria stood a few feet away, her hand pressed to her chest. “She just… disappeared,” she whispered. “Damon, she was right in front of us and then...”

“I know.” My jaw clenched. I didn’t want to look at her right then, not because I didn’t care, but because if I did, she’d see what I was really feeling...fear.
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