The sky darkened as the sun sank below the horizon, shadows stretching long and unnatural across the forest floor. Aria could feel it in her bones the air thickening, charged with a power that made her skin prickle. Every leaf, every branch, seemed to whisper warnings she could almost understand. The altar glowed faintly, runes pulsating in a rhythm that matched her heartbeat. Damon moved beside her, wolf form shifting, muscles tense, eyes sharp, scanning the darkening edges of the clearing. He was alert, but even he seemed dwarfed by the intensity settling over them, a pressure that bent reality in subtle, disturbing ways.A low rumble echoed through the forest, more felt than heard, vibrating in the soles of her feet and reverberating through her chest. Aria’s glow responded instantly, flaring brighter, illuminating the clearing in stark silver light. Shadows around the perimeter twisted and danced unnaturally, moving with intent, congregating toward the altar. Figures began emergin
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