Kaelan's POV
The light from her body split the room.
Silver. Blinding. Alive.
The air tightened—like the world was holding its breath between heartbeats.
I held Rhea so she wouldn’t be thrown, but the energy from her blood hit me like a blast of heat. The floor beneath us cracked, the air vibrated, and every Nightbane ward Callum had set off erupted into showers of silver sparks.
It felt like trying to hold a storm in the palm of my hand.
“Rhea!”
She didn’t answer. Her eyes were open, but they weren’t looking at me—like she was staring at something far beyond this world. The light in her eyes wasn’t a reflection… it was the moon itself.
I forced myself through that wave of heat and pulled her closer, cradling her trembling body. “Fight, Rhea! You have to hear me. You’re still here!
