Erick's POV

Deborah's forehead glowed with a silver mark, pulsing like her heartbeat. Erick felt the Eclipse Bond react, a rush of power so strong it pushed him back.

His own eyes turned gold, and the connection between them felt ancient and powerful.

"Deborah," he said softly, reaching for her. His instincts warned him, but he didn't know why.

The mark wasn't fading; it was getting brighter, a perfect crescent moon that pulled at something deep inside his hybrid self.

She swayed, her ...