Aiden Knight's POV
The ancient graveyard faded around me as Liam Young's words echoed in my mind. The weakest of one hundred souls. I stood alone among the tombstones, trying to process the magnitude of what that meant for my future.
The jade platform felt cold beneath my palms as I prepared to return to the real world. But before I could withdraw my consciousness, another presence stirred in the graveyard. Not awakening fully, just acknowledging my existence with ancient, patient interest.
I pulled my spirit back quickly and found myself in the hidden chamber beneath my apartment. The transition left me dizzy, my body still adjusting to the flow of supernatural energy. These conversations with the graveyard were becoming easier, but they still drained me.
