Chapter 76

***Celeste**

The old cemetery smelled of death and decay.

I stood among the broken headstones, my heart hammering against my ribs. The moon was hidden behind thick clouds, and the only light came from the single candle Elder Morrison held in his weathered hands.

"She should be here soon," he murmured, his eyes scanning the shadows between the ancient graves.

I clutched Evangeline's locket tighter in my palm. The silver was warm from my grip, and I ...