Kael's POV
The moment Zane’s voice echoed through the mind link, I knew something was wrong. He rarely reached out this early, and when he did, it was never for trivial matters.
I permitted him entry without hesitation.
Zane stepped into the room, his stance rigid, his gaze sharp. I recognized that look. Pain, loss, guilt—it was all there, swirling in his eyes like a storm waiting to break. My chest tightened.
“How important is it that you couldn’t wait until a normal hour?” I raised a brow, masking my concern behind a firm tone.
Zane didn’t answer right away. Instead, he stood there, fists clenched, his breathing uneven. When he finally spoke, his voice was hoarse, thick with emotion.
“Kael, I miss her so much.” He exhaled shakily. “We lost today like it was any other day. I can’t f
