Ellie POV
The sky was wrong.
It wasn’t just dark—that would have been ordinary, expected even, with the storm pressing in. This was something else. The clouds rolled low and fast, unnaturally dark as they blotted out the daylight.
Thunder growled constantly now, not sharp cracks but a deep, continuous rumble that vibrated through stone and bone alike.
The goddess was everywhere.
Her presence flooded my senses until I trembled beneath the weight of it, power surging through my veins so fiercely it made my vision blur. The warmth in my chest burned hot and unrelenting, spreading outward in waves that made it hard to breathe.
I had grown used to feeling her presence, at least that’s what I thought. Right now, it was hitting me almost as hard as it had the first time.
