Twisted

Previously

…She extended a hand, not in a gesture of friendship, but of necessity. “We need to move. This place is no longer safe. They know I’m here. And now, they know you’re here too.” Elara took her sister’s hand. It was cool to the touch, but firm. A jolt of shared energy, raw and potent, passed between them. It was terrifying, exhilarating, and undeniably real. As they stood together in the heart of the hidden grove, two sisters bound by blood and destiny, Elara knew that her journey had truly just begun. The shadows were closing in, but for the first time, she wasn’t alone in the darkness.