Serena’s POV

The forest was around us as we made our way toward the witches’ stronghold. There was tension in the air and every sound was amplified by the gravity of what lay ahead. Rachel walked beside me, her face was pale yet she had determination written all over it.

Behind us, Ardan and Zone exchanged quiet words with a lowered and serious tone.

I clutched my stomach instinctively, the life growing inside me was a constant reminder of how much was at stake. My thoughts were only of doubt and fear. Could I lead them into battle knowing I might not return? And what if Gloria’s spirit was right—what...