The moon hung high in the sky, casting its soft glow over the gathering. Cinder stood with Jason on the cliff's edge, the cool wind brushing against their faces. The world felt quiet after the chaos of the recent battles, but something weighed heavily on Jason.
For days, Jason had felt an odd pull deep within him. It was as though his very blood was calling out, whispering secrets he couldn't yet understand. He hadn't shared these feelings with anyone, not even Cinder. But tonight, the whispers grew louder, demanding his attention.
"I need to show you something," Jason finally said, breaking the silence. His voice was low but firm, his golden eyes glinting in the moonlight.
Cinder looked at him curiously. "What is it?"
Jason didn't answer immediately. Instead, he began walking toward the dense forest behind them. Cinder followed, her heart pounding with curiosity. Jason's silence was unusual, and it made her uneasy.
