Chapter 33 The Mark

For a moment, nobody moved.

Nobody breathed.

The silver symbol burned against Lena's wrist.

Glowing beneath her skin.

Alive.

It wasn't a tattoo.

It wasn't ink.

It looked like something had been branded directly into her flesh.

The mark pulsed once.

A wave of silver light raced through it.

Lena ga...

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