Chapter 58 I Have Power?

• ~Tamara ~
• I stumbled backward, clutching my stomach, my visible bump shifting under my dress as I tried to suppress the bile rising in my throat. In front of me lay the gruesome sight of a freshly carved heart, still dripping with blood. My mind couldn’t grasp the horror. A wave of nausea washed over me, and my body convulsed as I retched.
• Axel looked at me, rubbing my back as I wiped my mouth. “This is why I asked you not to come, but you wouldn’t listen,” he said, tucking the note from the carved chest—the one reading The blood moon will be the doom of the world—into his pocket.