Chapter 49: Souls United

Deborah's POV

The ritual's pull felt like drowning in ice water, cold, never-ending, dragging Deborah into the dark. Malachai's voice spoke an old language, each sound like a hook in her chest, pulling at something deep inside her.

The eclipse light pushed against her skin, making the world red and shadowy. She could feel her power being pulled away, bit by bit, coming undone from her very core.

But under the pain, under the fear, that warmth ...