Liosha’s POVThe fire is dying.Jon’s breathing is shallow but steady. My father leans against the wall, arms crossed, lost in thought. And Sebastian? He hasn’t moved from the door all night.I haven’t slept. Not really. I just sit and listen to the wind, to the silence, to my own heart pounding like a war drum in my chest.The masked thing’s voice won’t leave me alone.“Give me the bloodline’s Luna.”“You wear your mother’s blood like a shield.”“The goddess will not save you.”I clench my jaw. I want answers. I want vengeance. But right now, I’d settle for ten minutes without a migraine.“You should rest,” Sebastian says, voice low.I glance up. His back is still to me. He’s staring into the trees like he’s waiting for death to crawl out of them.“I’m fine,” I reply.“Liosha…”“I said I’m fine.”He finally turns. The firelight makes his eyes look silver, stormy, and unreadable.“You’ve got blood on your neck,” he says.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-07-02
