I came back screaming.
The light tore away as violently as it had taken me, and my body slammed into the stone circle with bone-rattling force. The impact knocked the breath from my lungs, silver light bursting outward in a shockwave that cracked the pillars and sent several Council guards staggering back.
I tasted blood.
The sky above was wrong—too dark for dawn, the moon hanging low and red like a wound in the heavens.
“Contain her!” someone shouted.
Hands reached for me.
Chains—etched with runes—lashed out from the ground, snapping around my wrists and ankles before I could react. The metal burned like ice against my skin, searing power and flesh alike.
I screamed.
“No!” Ronan’s voice cut through the chaos.
He was already moving, fury blazing across his face as he tore through
