Chapter 37

Arya. Two days had passed since Ethan's ominous threat hung in the air like an impending storm. Tyler was surprisingly unshaken, his demeanor somehow showing his obvious indifference. It made me think that his threat to kill Ethan if he touched me had not been mere words and it frightened me. No matter what Ethan had done, I did not want to be the reason the two brothers fought themselves to death. I couldn’t have that on my conscience. The city's heartbeat quickened with a mix of anticipation and anxiety. Tonight marked the sacred ritual for the moon goddess, a ceremony that as Tyler explained to me, was done twice annually to offer sacrifices to the moon goddess in exchange for protection and prosperity. It was my first ritual with them— and hopefully, won’t be the last— but there was too much turmoil inside me to even focus on anything. My skin itched and it constantly felt like someone was lurking in the shadows, watching me, calculating my every move. I didn’t want him to go c