The library falls silent. Luna Ava excuses herself, citing the late hour and the need to brief her mate on the situation. Kade follows shortly after, muttering about security protocols and patrol schedules.
Kieran stays.
"You should rest." He starts gathering the scattered journals, returning them to their shelves with careful precision. "We have a week until the summit. That's time to prepare, to plan. You don't have to solve everything tonight."
"I'm not tired." Another lie. I'm exhausted, but my brain won't stop spinning.
"Then at least sit down before you fall down." He gestures to one of the comfortable chairs near the cold fireplace. "You've been on your feet for hours."
I sink into the chair, and my body immediately betrays me by melting into the cushions. When did I get so tir
