CURSED BY MOON, BOUNDED BY BLOOD
chapter 45
The group ascends the glowing path toward the obelisk, their footsteps echoing in the eerie silence. The air grows heavier with each step, the oppressive energy of the obelisk pressing down on them. Rose lingers at the back, her eyes fixed not on the path ahead, but on Patrick. Her gaze is a mixture of longing and fury, her lips curling into a predatory smile as she watches him walk beside Lily. The others are too focused to notice the subtle way her fingers twitch, crimson tendrils of magic pooling around her hands.
patrick
(gruffly, glancing toward Lily)
"Stay close. Whatever's waiting for us up there won't be friendly."
lily
(nodding, her voice soft but firm)
"I can handle myself, Patrick. Just… don't let Rose get in your head."
Patrick’s eyes narrow as he glances over his shoulder at Rose. She meets his gaze with an almost innocent smile, but her eyes gleam with something darker.
rosé
(smoothly, stepping closer)
"Patrick, darling, you wound me. After everything we’ve been through, you still don’t trust me?"
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