Moonlight In Chains (Trinity and Asher) novel Chapter 152

**The Day He Forgot He Hated Me** by Evangeline Marrow

The light crashed down upon the earth like an unrelenting storm, a force of nature that could not be ignored.

It surged across the field in vibrant rings of white and red, an overwhelming brightness that blinded my senses and scorched my skin. My ears throbbed with a relentless ringing, a sound that echoed the chaos around me. The very air felt alive, crackling with energy, as though the ground beneath my feet was drawing in a deep, shuddering breath. The Eclipse wasn’t merely approaching; it had arrived with a ferocity that demanded attention.

I found myself frozen in place, paralyzed by the intensity of the moment. Every fiber of my being felt ablaze, as if the fire within me was determined to break free. The mark on my skin throbbed rhythmically, a second heartbeat that pulsed with a brilliant blue light, spilling forth in waves that shimmered and danced in the air.

“Asher!” I cried out, my voice barely piercing through the tumultuous winds that howled around us.

In an instant, he was there, appearing beside me as if he had materialized from the very shadows. He caught me just before I could collapse, his grip firm and reassuring. His eyes glowed with a silver luminescence that mirrored the shifting sky above us. “You have to stay grounded, Trinny,” he urged, his voice steady amidst the chaos. “Don’t fight it… just breathe with it.”

Easier said than done, I thought bitterly. The energy surging within me was not just a gentle warmth; it was a cacophony of screams, a wild tempest clamoring for release.

Behind Asher, I caught a glimpse of Gage, his own power flaring like the sun, his arms engulfed in a golden blaze. He pressed his hands firmly against the earth, forcing the flames downward, sealing the cracks of light that threatened to split our reality apart.

Arlo dashed toward us, his voice lost to the howling wind. His hair whipped around his face, and I could see the faint blue glow emanating from his eyes, a reflection of the mark on his wrist that pulsed in harmony with mine.

And then, I felt it—the connection between us.

It coursed through the bond like a heartbeat shared among us all, a rhythm that anchored us in the maelstrom.

When Arlo reached me, his hand found my shoulder, and the moment he made contact, everything around us shifted. The frantic flickering of light slowed, the pain within me dulled just enough to allow for a breath of relief.

Gage’s voice cut through the chaos, rough yet steady. “It’s reacting to her emotions… she can’t handle it alone!”

Eryx turned his gaze toward us, his expression dark and urgent. “Then all of you need to stabilize it. Now!”

The air thickened, sharp and oppressive, carrying the acrid scent of smoke. I could see the Eclipse’s shadow spreading across the sky, a dark wave swallowing the silver light, claws of darkness reaching down toward us.

I sank to my knees, pressing my hands into the earth. The ground felt alive, pulsating with energy, vibrating beneath my touch.

Asher knelt beside me, one hand resting gently on the small of my back while the other clasped my wrist. His energy poured into me, solid and grounding, igniting the bond between us into a brilliant silver flare.

“Follow me,” he instructed, his voice a calm beacon amidst the storm. “Match my rhythm. Breathe with me.”

I nodded, my breath shaky but determined.

At first, I struggled to synchronize with him, but slowly, I found my pace. His power surged through our bond, anchoring my own chaotic energy.

Next, Gage joined us, his flames wrapping around the energy like golden threads weaving through the blue light that spilled from my skin. The fire didn’t burn; it warmed, steadying the tempest within.

Then came Arlo’s energy, soft yet electric, a gentle hum reminiscent of the earth’s sigh after a storm, a pure force striving to restore balance amid the chaos.

The three of them surrounded me, their powers intertwining with mine, and the bond snapped into place with a sharp crack that resonated through the clearing.

The light around us ceased its erratic flickering, coalescing into a singular pulse—strong, steady, and whole.

Eryx stepped closer, his eyes wide with a mix of awe and trepidation. “You’ve connected the balance,” he murmured, almost to himself. “Just like before the first Eclipse…”

Confusion washed over me; I didn’t grasp his meaning, but there was no time to linger on questions.

The ground trembled violently, splitting open once more.

A column of black mist shot upward, twisting like a tornado, the sound it emitted a jarring blend of whispers, growls, and screams. Within that swirling shadow, a shape began to take form.

Rafe.

His body was almost unrecognizable, cloaked in shadow like a grotesque armor, his eyes burning a fierce red. A wicked grin spread across his face, revealing teeth that glinted like daggers.

“You can’t hold it forever,” he hissed, his voice dripping with malice. “You think you’ve triumphed, but you’re merely feeding it. Feeding me.”

I rose slowly, energy radiating from me in vibrant blue waves. Asher and Gage flanked me, their presence a shield, while Arlo positioned himself behind us, ready for whatever came next.

“You died,” I stated, my voice rough and trembling from the raw power coursing through me.

He smirked, a twisted expression of delight. “Death means little when the Eclipse beckons you back.”

Eryx stepped forward, his sword drawn, eyes ablaze with fury. “Then let it call you home.”

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