The Sunstone's Secret Lovers

Previously

…Katie didn’t hesitate. With a guttural cry, she lunged forward, her dagger a blur of motion. Kenya, though untrained in combat, knew she couldn’t stand idle. She drew the small, sharp obsidian knife she carried, her hand trembling but her resolve firm. She would defend the Sunstone, and she would defend Katie. The curse, the cultists, the sorcerer – they would not have their way. Not if Kenya had anything to say about it. The night had truly begun to fall, and the battle for the Sunstone was about to ignite.