A P
t. A single moment when everything shifts,
ine to come wrapped in
rent notices, and cracked mirrors that barely reflected who I used to be. My name's Aria Hayes
I did, the dreams whispered of something I couldn't name. Something just out of re
, neon signs flickering, laughter spilling from rooftop bars. I kept my head down, my hands shov
the air, sharp and clean, though the sky hadn't opened yet. I like
mething
rom something else. A presence. A sensation I c
ng. Just a flickering streetlamp
ed at myself-u
lhouette carved from shadow. My feet stopped on instinct
deep and gravelly. Like smoke
He knew
ered. Dark hair cut close. But it was his eyes that stopped me cold-silver-
ying to sound braver than I felt. M
link. "Domi
the way he said it made it feel l
n looking
course, you have. Did one of the creeps at the diner pu
me in place. My feet wouldn't move. The air thic
his voice low now, intimate. "You're the key t
kind of scam, you picked the wrong girl
I caught the scent of something dark and clean-cedar,
g between us
ked. "
"You've felt it, haven't you? That sense you don't belong here. That pull dur
ead. "No. Th
s
r-bound book. Old, frayed at the edges. Something ancie
my fingers brushed his, a jolt sparked u
was
dn't
symbols I didn't understand. But in the center of one-the
r
and
tler now. "The prophecy speaks of your name.
I whis
This is your destiny. Whet
ing it back into his chest. "Whatever twis
back away. "It's not a fantasy. It
fast. He grabbed my wrist, and I gasped at the chill of his to
he said, holding me there, no
ntract?" My voic
ne. "A marriage contrac
augh. "You're o
hing you've ever questioned about yourself-I can g
le
ty breathin
g down like it knew
?" I asked, voic
your lonely life, still feeling out of place, s
Something in me-a buried piece that had always felt like a stranger in my own skin
" I whispered, "but I'm not some
waver. "You're not a
something to him
w what it me
omething inside me shifted. And I rea
ust the