Sera's POVI ran.Not because Dassa told me to. Because the mark on my wrist went from silver to white in under a second and the pain that came with it was the kind that did not ask permission. It moved through my whole arm and into my chest and my body made the decision before my mind caught up.Kael was already moving.Not toward the house. Away from it and to the left, cutting at an angle through the trees, and his hand closed around my wrist, not the marked one, the other one, and he pulled me with him without breaking pace.I matched his speed.Caden was on my other side, close and quiet, and the three of us moved through the dark between the trees and I could hear Dassa behind us, faster than a woman her age had any right to be, her footsteps light and deliberate on the forest floor.I did not look back.Looking back was how you fell.Kael pulled left again and I followed the pull and did not question it because his spatial aw
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