Selene POV

The ritual circle was ancient.It looks like it was carved into the stone courtyard centuries ago. Deep grooves filled with something dark and viscous that looked like blood but smelled worse. Like death and decay and corruption given physical form.

Symbols I didn’t recognize spiraled outward from the center. Runes that hurt to look at directly. That made my eyes water and my head throb.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Sylvester guided me toward the center of the circle. His hand on ...