It was time.
The full moon rose high above the treetops, bathing the clearing in its silver glow. Sophia stood under the moonlight, her heart pounding in her chest as she gazed up at the sky. This was the night. The night she would be bound to Matthew and Ronan forever.
The night that would change everything.
She felt the weight of the moment, the significance of what was about to happen. Her hands were clasped tightly—Matthew held her right, Ronan her left. Both of them looked at her with intense expressions, but their reasons were different. Matthew's gaze was filled with admiration, a quiet reverence, while Ronan's was laced with excitement and something else she couldn't quite place.