Selena.
I woke in the dark, warm and cocooned.
Kael's arm was around my waist. Ronan's body curved behind my back, solid and steady.
They were still sleeping, their breathing steady.
For some time, I just stayed there, listening to the cave's quiet—the distant water, the low crackle of dying fire, the rhythm of their hearts.
Then I noticed it.
Edris wasn't there.
I lifted my head slowly, careful not to wake them. His place by the fire was empty. The blade he'd been sharpening earlier was gone.
Curiosity tugged at me.
Carefully, I slipped free from the warmth of their bodies, wrapping a fur around myself as I moved toward the cave entrance.
The cold night air kissed my skin.
And then I saw him.
Edris stood by the stream, back to me, moonlight tracing the hard lines of his shoulders. The water moved softly beside him, silver in the dark.
I walked toward him quietly.
Before I could speak, his voice came—low, calm.
"You're awake."
I froze.
He didn't turn.
