"You don't need to worry about my sources, or whether this will fail." Rion's tone was calm, like a man who had already rolled the dice and seen every possible outcome. "You just need to cooperate, and you'll have my end of the bargain."
I stared at him, frustration knotting in my chest. He wanted me to trust him blindly, but how could I?
"But I need to know something at least. What are these keys? Why do you even consider me as one?"
"You carry a faint energy of the Celestial Wolf," he said simply. "That's how I know."
My lips parted. The words were jarring. Celestial Wolf. The name itself was a relic, a whisper in the old stories. She was the one blessed directly by the Moon Goddess, sealed away centuries ago for whatever reason. She was legend. Myth.
And now Rion Morrigan was looking me straight in the eye, saying I bore her energy.
"That doesn't make sense," I whispered, my throat tight. "My whole life, no one's ever told me that. Not once. Only you."
