Triple Temptation
"It's. everywhere. It's driving me mad."
"I know," Ash grated, white-knuckling his fists. His lead cedar was now thick, lush, nearly suffocating in its intensity. He fought the urge to step over the circle, to pull her into his arms, to shield her from every gaze. "It's like she's spilling it out. On purpose."
Rhea spun, her white dress swirling about her like mist. Her movements became more intense, more wild, a pure exhibition of strength and untamed spirit. Her head flung back, her eyes closed, as if summoning something ancient, something deep below the earth and the moon.