The Rise of a Forsaken Luna
Damon began before Jesse and other warriors led the same witches I had seen through the memory Celeste showed me into the hall.
I was this close to blurting out, “Dahlia,” when I saw her twin sister. They didn’t just look alike. They looked like they were the same person.
Beside me, Kieran’s posture went entirely rigid. A low, menacing growl started deep in his chest, vibrating through our bond. His scent sharpened into something dark and lethal, his silver eyes locking onto the twin sister with absolute, unfiltered bloodlust.
“Calm down, Kieran.” I whispered through our mind link because I could tell he was this close to losing control.