The black marks crawling up Elara's arms suddenly blazed with silver fire. Pain shot through her body like lightning, but something else came with it—power. Raw, ancient power that made her teeth ache and her vision blur. "Elara!" Kael reached for her, but she held up a hand to stop him. "Don't touch me," she gasped. "Something's happening." Lydia Ravenclaw laughed, a sound like broken glass. "Oh, little omega.