His Rejected Mate's Secret
“You’re still here.”
I want to speak, but pain blooms along my arm, where Serena’s arrow struck. It isn’t a wound anymore. It’s alive.
The mark burns brighter with every breath, coiling under my skin in thin, glowing veins. Maelis’s voice rises again, her palms hovering over the mark.
“The curse opens what was hidden,” she says softly, as though to herself. “Not to kill… to reveal.”
Her words ripple through me like a key turning inside a lock I didn’t know existed.