Chapter 41 The Midpoint

• Crescent
• The warm light bathed her body as she walked through the door and saw sparse tables barely filled, and a crystal chandelier in the middle of the room that sparkled like the morning after dew of rain. She wouldn’t have taken her eyes off of it if Ascelin hadn’t grabbed her hand and led her to a podium where an older male was standing.
• She tensed up as this male was Lycan. He looked nearly identical to one of her old friends, and it scared her. She knew that they were dead, but the fact that one of their descendants after two thousand years looked like him was frightening enough.