The twinned star glowed bright in Neoma's chest as the joined voices around them rose in intensity calling her home—calling her back to the pack.
"Zoe," August gasped, feeling her arrive with them from somewhere else in the Veiled where her energy had been dispersed like golden dust into the universe. Now all of that dispersed energy coalesced into a beautiful winged creature that swooped down low, circling to evaluate the gathering of souls who had called her back home.
August saw her land on Lucas' shoulder without his knowledge and remain perched there as if she was considering whether to do as they wished and come back to them. She was the most beautiful thing August had ever seen—nothing else compared to that golden soul shimmering brilliantly before her eyes in the form of this curious bird.
