Aurora's heart was racing as she stood in front of the old altar, which was the center of their fate. The moonlight made the area look ethereal, and the long shadows seemed to tell secrets.

Damien's warm hand reached out and touched hers. The look in his eyes was a mix of purpose and weakness. "We've come so far," he said in a low rumble that made her spine tingle.

Ethan stood on the other side of her. His playful smile had turned into a hard determination. "Together, we can break this curse," he told her as his fingers gently touched her cheek.

Gabriel, who was always a mystery, leaned...