(Sienna’s POV)Ronan lay limp in my arms, blood streaking from his nose, his chest jerking with every shallow breath.“Stay with me,” I whispered, brushing his hair back, fighting the panic clawing up my throat. “Don’t you dare leave us now.”He didn’t respond.Elara dropped beside me, fingers pressed to his pulse. Her brows furrowed.“He’s alive,” she said tightly, “but something’s wrong. It’s like his soul is stuck mid-bind. Mason didn’t just interrupt the ritual—he twisted it.”“Can you undo it?” I asked.Elara didn’t answer right away. That told me everything I needed to know.Behind us, Caleb stirred beneath my cloak.I turned just as his small body jolted upright, eyes wide and glowing—not brown.Silver.Power radiated off him like a wildfire.“Caleb,” I whispered.His lips moved, but the voice that came out wasn’t his.“She’s marked.”I froze.“Who?” Elara asked.“Me,” Caleb said—but it wasn’t him. “He left a trace. It lives in me now.”Ronan groaned behind me.I was barely hol
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-08-05
