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Sienna's POVPain came first, before anything else made sense. I knelt in the dirt, head down, unable to lift it. They circled me, waiting for something I couldn't name."Juvien."Nothing answered.Images flashed behind my eyes too fast to hold onto. A scream tore out of me before I understood I'd made the sound."Look." One of the wolves pointed. The others turned toward me at once."That mark. It looks like a curse.""Don't get close to her." Another voice, thin. "I don't like the way it's glowing."I looked down at my arm without meaning to. David's mark, the one that never faded, burned hot enough that the skin around it had gone red. I pressed my other hand over it, trying to push the heat down. I didn't know why it was burning, or why my body had carried me this far without asking first."She's getting weak. Get her. We don't have much time.""Are you certain? Look at that mark. What if it's a trap?""Everything out here is a trap. Get her now."Six of them stepped in at once, t

Damien's POVWe stood there. Neither of us said anything. I didn't know how long. I didn't know where. This wasn't my home.I turned. Helen was already staring at me.She swallowed fast, turned away, started toward the town before I could ask anything."Is everything alright?""Does it matter right now?" Hard. Not looking at me. Already walking.I fell in beside her. The bond to Sienna was just gone, nothing left where it used to sit. I shoved the thought down. Later.A scream tore through the town behind us.Then laughter. High. Wrong. We turned together.A woman stood in the street with three swords through her stomach, laughing like it was the funniest thing she'd ever felt.The town came apart. People running, scattering, and some of them didn't get three steps before they froze mid-stride, turning gray, turning to ice, statues where a second ago there'd been a person running for their life."What's happening?"Helen's hand locked around mine. "They're here for you, Damien.""Who?

Third Person POVLydia laid Sienna on the table, and blood soaked through the sheet before she'd even stepped back, spreading faster than she could track. She began her chant, hands moving through the old shapes on instinct, when Dr. Noah burst through the door behind her. His face went from alarm to dread the moment he saw how still Sienna had gone.He turned toward the corner of the room where Angela stood, and his expression hardened past anger into something flatter, more dangerous. He crossed the distance in three strides and grabbed her by the collar."What did you do to her?"Angela had already started crying, silent, shoulders shaking, when he shoved her back. She hit the wall and slid down it.Lydia caught the movement at the edge of her vision and let it go. There was only one thing that mattered right now.Outside, the yard had gone to war. Wolves and warriors shouted over each other, and creatures pressed in from the treeline with voices that didn't belong to anything livi

Third Person POVPa's hands froze mid-reach. His granddaughter was already gone — outside, alone, facing however many enemies had broken through the crack in the barrier. He'd known before she asked. He'd known the second the crack opened that she wouldn't wait for permission he wasn't going to give.He looked across the room — at the healers, at the warriors by the door — and stopped on Damien, dying on the table, smoke still rising off his chest."If he survives, and my granddaughter doesn't—" Pa stopped. He knew what he was about to order. He took one breath before he said it."Kill him. Quietly. Before anyone outside this room learns he woke up."His voice was flat.Nobody moved for a full minute. Pa's hand tightened around his walking stick, then let go."Isn't that cruel, Master?" The young woman who'd brought the news stumbled over the question. Nobody defied Pa, but she asked anyway.Pa said nothing else. He'd already given his answer.He turned his back on the room. Behind hi