Ronan's POV
The world burst in blinding light as Sienna released her power. I threw myself over Kieran's unconscious body, sheltering him from the blast. When I looked up, Sienna was facing her twin brother Zeke, whose eyes glowed a strange golden color I'd never seen before.
Then she fell.
I was moving before I even realized it, racing across the wrecked ritual site. But Zeke reached her first, his golden light wrapping around her like a blanket.
"Don't touch her," I growled, skidding to a stop.
Zeke's head snapped up. "She needs help. The ritual drained her."
"I know what she needs," I said, memories rushing back with each passing second. "Better than you do."
The Blood Moon still hung overhead, its red light calling to my wolf. But there was something else too—a pull toward Sienna that I'd felt since the moment we met. A connection I couldn't explain until now.
