Myra fixed her eyes on Aria. "The Temple of the Moon, deep in the Forbidden Forest."
The room quieted down.
Ryker whistled in softness. Naturally, the Forbidden Forest is involved. Places with names like that seldom produce anything worthwhile.
Aria ignored him, her concentration relentless. "What will happen when we arrive? — "
The voice of Myra shivered. "There will be testing on the bond. Should you fail, all we have battled for—the link, the pack—will be gone.
Tension abound on the way to the Forbidden Forest. The pack moved one, their oneness a flimsy thread keeping them together.
Luca, speaking softly, strolled next to Aria. "You know you don't have to do this by yourself."
She looked at him, her attitude softening. I understand. But this exam speaks not just of ourselves. It covers everything the pack stands for.
His fingers stroked hers, their markings flickering slightly together. "We'll handle it together." Everything it takes.
