Moonmark: The Alpha's Celestial Mate

to the stage, holding a velvet-covered case in her arm

found in a collapsed temple on the edge of the Aksum ruins, in the rem

onged to a forgotten sect of mystics....pos

sat a tall, cracked vase....faintly glowing under t

through the crow

Aeyros reacts to emotional energy...especially longi

na's heart pounded, but

vase on a glass p

g. Thought of her mother's voice. Of her f

cally, whispering the chant s

re was s

there. Motio

passed.

one c

eone else

followed i

. Cold, Sharp

s supposed to hum,

bly bought i

burned, but she di

, sighing. "Ms. Rael, is this a performance

move. "It's real. I...I s

e interrupted. "

er. Phones st

destal. The vase wobbled... tipped... then

t levitate

of the Year, ladi

came again, ha

n to pick up the fragment

block letters insid

SUBAN POTT

I ve been scammed by a

caught. Her f

had been made a fool..

swallowing the scream

hands, she gath

arrying her offstage before the

supposed to

Even the vase g

***

e gunshots on the marble floor. She shoved the door t

the nearest man...Darren, the intern who'd handl

k, wide-eyed. "Wha

ool of me?!" Her voi

g his cheek. "We were all there when it was

he shard with trembling fingers. "It says MADE

tared at i

The last time I made a major find, they turned it into a bloody poster! N

o cool off. Just...just b

owled. "I need to fix this shit before

't wait fo

lenched in her fist, Serena pus

ne place left that

aybe , she'd find a

***

Lib

ance barely blinked...everyone knew her face by now. She was practically a fi

larity to continue her search. She found her usual spot, settled into a creaky wo

oth

d theories, rewritte

tly on the marble as she walked deeper into the rows of shelves. She dr

steps

ng felt d

he didn't recognize them. The wood was d

f the library alway

books. The scroll was brittle, its seal broken long ago. She blew off the

unrolled it on

Hidden

rrowed as she

search long enough, you might find a kingdom of rare jewels, my

heart

chment, hoping for mo

ead it again

ken artifact. This sounded real. Wild. Magical. Everything she needed. If she could trac

he coul

ers. Her face on the museum walls a

ent against her chest, e

y, she rolled it up and

briskly tow

ng?" the librari

es," Seren

ou find

the storm swirling ins

dded, returnin

he doors and stepped i

cision w

ot this time . If they found

ime, she wou

one w

oing to fin

make the world r