_Lisa's POV_
That night, I couldn’t sleep.
I tossed and turned beneath the soft covers. I was staring at the ceiling as my mind raced. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that painting again—the one of me as a child. My locket. My smile. The innocence in those painted eyes. And now, that tattoo on Alpha Fenric's wrist.
The same symbol that appeared on my skin the day my powers awakened.
It was a triangle with a crescent moon inside it.
Sierra was restless too.
You saw it too, right? I asked her in my head.
Yes.
That tattoo on his wrist... it was just like mine.
Exactly the same, she said. The shape, the lines... everything.
I pressed a hand to my own wrist, where the strange mark had appeared when I had used my powers. It had always felt important, but I never knew why. Now I wa
