I force myself out of bed, dragging my feet through the damp morning fog. Dew soaks my bare feet, but I can’t stay inside. The Moon… it’s pulling at me, tugging at something I don’t understand.
Kael waits in the clearing, arms crossed. Ryn paces restlessly. Soren stretches, jaw tight. Jace leans against a tree. Talon watches, concerned hidden behind his usual smirk.
I start running, quickly going faster than usual, but my focus slips. Every few seconds my eyes drift to the silver Moon above the valley. Vexa hums beneath my skin, tense. Stronger today.
Talon snaps, “Eyes on me, not the sky!”
I grit my teeth. My strikes are sharper and faster but all wrong. My stomach tightens. I swallow, forcing my hands to still. I won’t let it control me.
Everything seems normal at first. Sparring, j
