Chapter 238. Awoken

MORGAN

Like a rolling cloud of fog, the haziness lifted from my eyes. I felt a shivering tingle down my body at the cold presence of air against my back and knew that Kian was no longer beside me anymore. I sit up, swinging my legs over the side of the bed. I thought my legs would be shaky after the traumatic experience I had, but they are not. I stand on sturdy legs and hold my hands out to look at them.

They are not shaking, but I feel as though they should be. The tingling in my body is still present and it feels foreign—almost energized. I rub the tips of my fingers together, a new sensation like electricity hums through them, transferring to each digit as they connect with each other.

I am of Morrigan blood and what I just did awoke something old and ancient and I'm not just talking about the stone. It's not a stone. I mean me too. The scroll I read at Tristan's house is still fresh in my mind.

…And with the blood of a Morrigan, pure and u