Grace POV

The moment we step outside the cave, the air feels different in a way that raises every hair on my body. There's a charge to it, a crackling tension that speaks of magic recently used.

Snow stirs in my mind with sudden alertness. 'Grace, I can feel them. Damien and Lilith. They were here recently.'

The certainty surprises me, and I realize her senses have sharpened considerably since we entered the sacred site, as if proximity to this moon goddess ...