der. I should have gone to bed hours ago, but something kept me near the clearing at the
awake beneath my skin, pacing, and tense. I looked up at the blood moon rising higher,
t brushed the cold grass when
usand needles piercing my shoulder at once. I gasped, stumbling forward, barely ca
ame th
ed into the night, wild and full of fear. I clawed at my tunic, my nails r
ht I wa
I caught a flicker of silver in my peripheral
, and pulsing like it was alive. A rune-ancient and wild-e
is this?" I whi
d waited its whole life to be seen. The pain began to
r someone, w
ds caught my attent
I sensed them drawing near, thei
med. Did y
hing's
t glowed through the fabric, defiant and brig
la
efore my eyes-patrollers from the Nightshad
ing mark?" one o
lin
e's an
h into something uglier: ac
stake," one murmur
hiding s
my arms around myself as if that
ting
the Moon Goddess joins two fated souls. But
...
d to thrum, stead
ra
ers, the eyes, the way they looked at me like I was something other. I tore thr
where moonlight danced across the blac
w?" I w
that broke free. My body still ached, my shoulder burne
alled out
didn't
ng in red. I could feel the world shifting around me
was
er stirring beneath my skin. It wasn't fully
ng. People would ask why. And if they found out
w if I would
f an old tree, the mark still glowing faintly beneath my sleeve. My
ke through the trees, I
lear-word had already spread. I was m
with a ma
oss
p when she saw me, her eyes flicking to my shoulde
d, too sweetly.
d not
ce. "Don't get too excited. Just because you hav
Or cry. Or both. But i
r Myra examined the mark with a tight frown. H
claimed," she
t dry. "Clai
ly shows half the bond. The othe
orried. That
ngerous?"
s old things. Prophecies. Power. It's
gaze. "Wha
ply covered the mark with a sa
ra. Rest. Yo
a battlefield. Every eye was on me. Every conversati
ver been m
ere, someone now bore th
ad no i
w, staring at the moon. It no
membered of them. Had they known? Had they
d again, and I
ered. Please.
there was o
ly
he blo
hat would chan