MOON MARKED BY THE LYCAN KING
Just two broken things clinging to each other in the dark.
"I am scared, Eryx," I confessed, the words so quiet they were barely a breath. It was the first time I had said it out loud. In front of Kael, in front of the messengers, I had been the storm. But here, in the dark, with the smell of his skin keeping the ghosts at bay, I was just Skye. "The amber... when I opened that connection, it felt like I was disappearing. It felt like the mountain was a great, black ocean, and I was just a drop of rain falling into it. If the wards strip that away, what is left of me?"