ARYA

"Is this really the only way?" I asked Daxton, watching him button up his shirt. He turned to look at me, his gaze softening. I knew that removing the stone was the ideal thing to do, especially since we had so much on our plates already. The council, Skye's cryptic warning, the poison in Daxton's body and... Anessa's ghost. The last thing we needed was to be separated again by the moonstone's dreadful curse. But what if something went wrong?

Deep down, a part of me feared that ...