Claimed By My Ex's Uncle
Harley looked exhausted and pale, but the steady rhythm of her breathing was promising.
And that was all that mattered!
I was trying to remember the medicines I took after my first shift when Lucian’s stunned cry resonated in the room.
“What is that?”
My gaze snapped toward him, and I saw him pointing toward Harley, his finger trembling. I followed his finger and froze for a moment.
A glowing mark bloomed briefly on Harley’s forehead, a radiant red phoenix-shaped flower, pulsing with ancient power. It shimmered for a few seconds before fading completely, leaving her skin smooth and unmarked.