KYLA'S POVThe moment came where we had to travel to Cyrus's stronghold. I kept feeling this pain inside me that I couldn't cipher. It started as a dull throb in my chest, right where the silver scars met my collarbone, but as the hours ticked by, the sensation began to split. It was like a tug-of-war was happening in my very soul. To my right, Lowell walked with a steady, heavy grace, his presence a constant hum of earth and deep forest. To my left, Cyrus moved like a shadow, his energy sharp and electric.And I was the rope they were pulling on."You're limping," Cyrus said, suddenly appearing at my side. He didn't touch me, but I could feel the heat radiating off him. "Or at least, you're walking like your boots are made of lead. Do you need a break?""I'm fine, Cyrus," I snapped, though the words felt like they were coated in sandpaper. "It's just the incline.""The incline is barely a five-degree slope, Kyla," Lowell rumbled from my other side. He stopped walking, forcing the re
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