The drive back to Moonrise Cottage should have been a celebration. We'd defeated Morgana, freed her victims, and restored the ancient sanctuary. But as the miles passed beneath our wheels, I felt something fundamental shifting inside me—and it wasn't entirely welcome.
The power I'd absorbed from the chamber pulsed through my veins like liquid starlight, beautiful and terrible. Every heartbeat sent waves of magic rippling outward from my core, and I had to concentrate to keep from accidentally affecting the world around me. The radio crackled with static whenever my emotions spiked. Street lights flickered as we passed. Even the car's engine seemed to respond to my breathing, purring louder when I inhaled.
*You're different,* Dante observed through our bond, his mental voice carefully neu
