Chapter 163

• CIARA’S POV
• I dropped to my knees beside Eamon the moment Seraphina trapped her mother in that glowing barrier. His legs were bent at impossible angles, and the sound he made when I touched his broken ribs nearly broke my heart.
• "Hold still," I whispered, pressing my palms to his chest. The source energy flowed from my hands in waves of blue light, warm and healing. His bones began knitting themselves back together with soft clicking sounds.