Chapter 15

Falling doesn’t feel like falling. It feels like being unmade. The Core swallows me whole—no up, no down, just crushing black pressure and a roar like every scream I’ve ever heard folded into one endless note. The mark over my heart tears open, not like skin but like a door ripped off its hinges, and something vast slams through me. Lucian. The bond, snapped and mangled since I put on Damon’s ring, whips back into existence with a violent crack. For a heartbeat I’m inside him—stone,...