Zara’s POV
The knock echoed again, sharper this time. Mira’s gaze darted to me, then to Kai, whose breath had turned shallow.
“Now,” she mouthed.
"Where to?" I whispered back.
She tapped her wristband, and a portion of the wall shimmered faintly before parting open like liquid glass. Behind it lay a small, dark enclosure and no bigger than a wardrobe. I was astonished.
“Go,” she whispered.
“It’s scent-sealed.
"Voss won’t smell you there.”
She said to Kai. Kai hesitated only a heartbeat before slipping inside. His eyes caught mine just before the panel closed, and something wordless passed between us, something like a promise maybe, or a prayer.
The door chimed once more, and Mira smoothed her hair like she’d just come out of a lecture hall while I walked into the bathroom. I pou
