DIMITRI'S POV

What was happening? What the fuck was happening? My throat was dry, and my heart felt like it would explode.

Neal was gone, and Camille was now unresponsive after being covered in that malevolent light. I could still hear her heart beating, but something was wrong.

"Camille, wake up." I urged, reaching for her hand. They were cold. Like ice cold.

The full moon hung low in the night sky, its pale light casting an ominous glow over the forest. The sight of it stirred something ...