River:
The night had grown heavier.
Like the air itself was pressing down on my chest, making every breath feel slower, harder… wrong.
Even standing still became impossible. So I leaned against the car, folding my arms as I kept my eyes fixed on the front door of Kyros's house - waiting, hoping.
Even though I already knew what was coming.
The door opened moments later, and Kieran stepped out. And the moment I saw his face, I knew.
My heart clenched in pain, and my wolf started tearing at my insides all over again as its fury rose.
I closed my eyes to force the beast down. When I opened them a moment later, Kieran had made his way back to the car.
His steps were measured, controlled… but there was a tension in his shoulders that hadn't been there before. A tightness, a crack in his otherwise calm exterior.
His eyes met mine briefly. And then, he gave a small shake of his head. Once again, our attempt had turned out empty.
