Chapter 8: Shadowrend Keep

Lyria’s POV Kael didn’t touch me. He didn’t need to. The bond stretched between us like a living thread, tugging at my lungs with every step I took after him through the forest. The mist parted for him as if recognizing something ancient, something dangerous. It curled around my ankles, cool against the raw skin where shackles had bitten into me. I hadn’t asked where he was taking me. I hadn’t asked why he bothered. All I knew was this: Every step away from my pack felt like...