The light wouldn’t stop.
It pulsed under my skin, bright and alive, burning from the inside out. Every heartbeat sent another wave of silver-blue energy through me, shaking the broken vault around me. Dust drifted from the cracked ceiling, and the stones beneath me glowed faintly, responding to my pulse.
I could hear voices…Jax’s distant through the bond, muffled and strained. He was alive. But he was far away.
Hold on, I tried to say across the link, but my voice in the bond broke apart, swallowed by static.
The energy in me surged again, harder this time. I fell to my knees. The mark on my wrist…the same mark that once tied me to the relic…was now alive with fire. It burned like molten metal, spreading patterns up my arm and across my chest.
My breath came out in short gasps. “Pleas
