Fated to the moon
ing to release their grip. The moon hung low outside his window, its silver light filtering through the blinds, casting long shadows across his ro
ng to move, something to leap out from the dark. He had the distinct feeling that he wasn'
dream
the winding forest from which he couldn't escape. Her voice had whispered his name over and over, but it had sounded distant, as if it were comin
t remember
bed his eyes, trying to shake off the lingering unease that clung to him like a second skin. The dream, the pull toward Lyra-it was all becom
g moment, the photo of Emily and him from years ago-a time when everything was normal. Before the accident.
ck on his door interrupted his thoughts, bringing him back to
ugh the door, rough with sleep but
his chest tight. "Yeah.
yawn. The slight concern etched in Caleb's features was familiar, but there was an edge of hesitation. He'd noticed the change in Eth
Caleb said, sitting at the edge of Ethan's bed, his voice
th her had been so strange, so surreal. But Caleb wasn't stupid. He kn
eyes, I see her-hear her voice." Ethan's voice faltered as he looked down at the floor, trying t
e not reading too much into this? We don't know anythi
than he intended. "I can't ignore this pull, Caleb. There's... th
le. "I'm just saying... people talk about her like she's got s
her past. I care about what I feel when I'm near her-like she's the key to something. To all of t
, a low growl echoed through the night air. It was distant, but unmistakable. A deep, rumbling sound t
was that?" Ca
trees that lined the outskirts of the city. He could almost feel the presence of something moving just
eb said, though his voice cracke
und. There were no wolves in the city. Not here. Not where people lived, wit
it had been too
better. Something had changed. Something was moving in the shadows, just
r why, but he could
said, his voice distant. "Maybe t
nto... it's not just some random girl. There's a darkness around her. A
ling a pull toward something he couldn't explain. But whate