Chapter 101: When the Moon Chooses Sides

Elodie’s POV

I woke up to the smell of earth and herbs.

For a moment, I thought I was dead.

The ceiling above me was unfamiliar—wooden beams darkened by age, carved with old symbols meant to protect against evil spirits. My body felt heavy, like I had been asleep for days, and every inch of my skin hummed with leftover energy.

I tried to sit up.

Pain flared.

“Elodie—don’t move.”

Randy’s voice.

My heart reacted before my mind did.

I ...