Shifted Fate (Amy) novel Chapter 567

Rowan stared at me for another long second before he traced my forehead with a finger. “Your Goddess Blessed.” He sounded breathless and surprised.

I nodded, staring into his eyes. “Yes…” I furrowed my brow. “I thought you knew.” A soft light rippled on his face, and I looked up to the sky, trying to see if the moon was trying to shine down on us through the clouds.

“I did.” He tilted his head, still staring at me. “But hearing it and seeing it are two very different things. This,” he waved his hand. “Is different.”

“What do you mean?” I looked from him to Alannah and then landed on my mother. “Mom?”

“Your mark…your eyes…they changed.” She pointed to her own forehead. “It was a normal Goddess Blessed mark, the crescent moon. But now it’s more…” She trailed as she leaned closer. “I don’t know why.”

“More?” I looked back at Rowan. “, More how?”

He pulled his phone from his pocket and aimed it at my face. I heard the click of his camera as he took the photo. He turned the screen towards me, and my breath caught. “It’s more.” He agreed as he stared into my eyes. “And your eyes…they are silver.”

If I weren’t looking at photo proof of their words, I would have laughed. But they were right. My eyes were molten silver that shifted with a light burning from within. And the crescent moon that I once carried was gone. In its place was a triple moon. An empty circle flanked by crescents on both sides. Curling vines trailed down my temples and star-shaped flower blossoms bloomed on their tendrils. All of it pulses with a soft glow, like moonlight shining from under my skin.

I looked up from the phone when I heard tiny footsteps coming from the cabin. Carly was coming back, and that meant something was wrong. I pulled myself from the grave just as she came to a stop at the foot of the hole. “Hello Pandia.” Her soft white eyes saw more than she let on. Her soft, chubby face held a soft smile, but that smile made it seem like she was hiding the secrets of the universe. It was unsettling. She giggled, as if she had read my mind.

“Pandia?” I recoiled from the name, but it settled in my chest; a soft glow of light flickered under my skin. “My name is Amy.” I sounded foolish to myself. Carly knew my name. “You know my name, pup.”

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