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I drop the feather like it burned me. --- The lights go out. All of them. The lantern in my room. The torches in the hallway. Everything goes dark at once. The kind of dark that presses against your eyes and makes you see things that are not there. I cannot see my own hand in front of my face. I hold my breath and listen. The door. The lock is turning. Someone is picking it. I stumble backward. My legs hit the bed. I crawl onto the mattress and press myself against the wall. There is nowhere to run. No place to hide. I am trapped.

My heart raced at the sight of it, fear and anticipation clashing within me. The Watcher twirled the feather between his fingers, his eyes glinting with a sinister delight. “I have another lesson for you,” he said, drawing closer. The candle flickered, casting wavering shadows across his face, but his expression was focused, intense. He brought the feather to my skin, dragging it lightly over the wax that had hardened against me. The contrast was jarring. The softness of the feather sent jolts of sensation through my body, awakening nerve endings that had been dulled by pain.

Lynx trails back to Leis last words. "The light of the first moon will lead you to it. The chorus of the song that will wake her up in a dream. Fragments of fragments will show. Her powers can destroy or restore. Wicked is the heart that love and weaker is the love that steals. Who owns the priestess that no one can steal?" "Aeriol!" Lynx called out "We need to seal the flower" he said and jumps out from the window followed by Nathaniel and Aeriol. As dark disfigured shadows starts to crawl their way up on the fence.

“I hear you can read objects. Is that right? I have something that came from the man I’m looking for.” Ms. Lao holds her palm out and I open my fist. For a second, the feather clings to my hand from static electricity. I give it a flick and it drifts down from my flesh to hers. The reaction is immediate—her eyes flash and she jerks with a little spasm. It’s not from static electricity. But is it theater? She closes her eyes and strokes the iridescent barbs with her thumb. Her breathing steadies and deepens. Finally, she opens her eyes and places the feather resolutely on the silk tablecloth in front of me, finished with it. “What did you get off it?”

YNNAH I arrived home completely dumbfounded by what I had just witnessed. I still couldn’t believe my eyes. I had seen things that only existed in fantasy stories and movies—things I never imagined I would encounter in real life. A sky that seemed to open up, emitting a blinding, dazzling light that hurt just to look at. A strange, faint cry echoing in the darkness—the sound of a man suffering in unimaginable pain. Something rushed past me, moving at such incredible speed that I couldn't even identify what it was. And then, behind that massive Narra tree… a single, silky black feather, beautiful and rare, soaked in fresh blood.

Click. My barriers fell apart, just as a hundred of the hunters arrows whizzed through the air, heading at me. Shit, wide eyes and in complete shock I managed to put up the barrier just in time as the arrows bounded off my invisible shield, seconds away from hitting me. My eyes darted back to the witch and I notice she had stepped closer towards me. She smiles a crooked grin at me and raises her eyebrows and once again her fingers click, the sound which should have been impossible to hear over the roaring and growling of the fight, sounded like it was made right beside my ear.

Unshakable, even in fear. Lyra needed someone like her at her back. A Luna with bite, not just bark. And now she had one. Light in the dark. Strength in vulnerability. For once, it felt like we might actually win this thing. I pour another drink, grin widening. “You ain’t seen nothing yet.” --- ~ TESS ~

I begin to pull, to take her from the table before it is too late but find myself forced back, shot to the other side of the room where my back hits the wall. "I will free them all!" Faye shouts as her mouth and eyes begin to shine with the same otherworldly light. The room becomes unbearably bright and I shield my eyes as I attempt to move closer to her. Her light begins to pulse, sending out waves with Faye at the center. The beacon has been activated, and the call to arms has been sent. As the light fades and Faye falls back onto the table, I rush forward to sweep her into my arms.

What is going on here…? “Relax and focus. Yes, breathe in… And out. Just like that. Now picture her in your head. Can you see her?” An ominous feeling descended on Elvira when she saw Lucas teaching Jake how to trace and locate Megan. Elvira couldn't believe her eyes. Why are they so worried? Didn't they also hate her…? “I can see it! I can see it!” Jake said excitedly, making everyone go silent all around him. “Good. Now activate your vision and open your eyes. You will still be able to see it.” Lucas calmly explained to Jake.

Without saying a word she opens the door allowing a boy to walk in and my breath nearly catches in my throat when his blue eyes land on me. Jaxson Ravenwood. Classmate, shifter, and future Alpha of the North American pack. His white blonde hair falls messily over his icy blue eyes. He's more muscular than your average shifter and even I can't help but admire him. I feel something, I can't quite tell what it is, stir inside me and I instantly get one of my famous migraines as he flashes Ms. Foster a killer smile.