Rise of the rejected Luna
He almost smiled, but the tension in his jaw didn’t ease.
“Kiara…”
“I am not losing anyone else to her,” I said sharply.
“She had killed my father, she took Brandon, I am not losing you to her too.”
The air trembled between us. Then he nodded once, like he understood the futility of trying to protect someone who had already lost too much.
We stepped into the sanctum.
The world seemed to hold its breath. Like it was scared on our behalf. And then we saw her.
Erina stood in the center of the sanctum, her hands stretched out, black tendrils of magic coiling around her wrists. Her eyes glowed faint red, her hair whipping wildly as if caught in a storm no one else could feel.
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