Marked By Moonfire
“It’s too strong… she’s too strong already.”
Lyra placed her hands over Nova’s, guiding her through the surge. “Anchor her with love,” she instructed. “Not control. Love. Let her know you’re here, not to fight her, but to guide her.”
Nova took a shaky breath, letting the silver light of the Moonfire pulse in rhythm with her heartbeat. The black veins of shadow flickered and twisted, hesitant, responding to her calm. Slowly, tentatively, Eileen’s presence pulled back just enough for the forest to settle. The wolves lowered their heads, still tense, still alert, but no longer thrashing in confusion.
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