The citadel’s central chamber pulsed with molten energy, the walls glowing a deep crimson as if the heart of a volcano had been captured within obsidian stone. Ariella stepped carefully, her bare feet grazing the warm crystal floor, heat rising through her veins, mingling with the trembling anticipation she could no longer deny. Kaelion’s presence enveloped her completely, golden eyes smoldering with a hunger that seemed to warp the very air.“You have learned to feel the fire,” Kaelion ...