More names followed. But as soon as I heard that they weren’t in Winterveil, my mind drifted off.
Then—
“Everest Rowan — Winterveil.”
My head snapped up at the mention of a new family member. The boy from the woods stepped forward. Up close, he looked even taller than I remembered. Broad shoulders, strong build despite not being bulky, dark brown hair that fell messily into his eyes like he had run a hand through it one too many times. But his eyes were what stood out. Deep forest green.
Calm.
Steady.
And still… very haunted and very traumatized. Like the kind of person who had already walked through storms worse than the one from last night.
When he reached our group, he gave me a small nod.
Recognition.
I nodded back.
Next came two girls.
“Lumi Frost — Winterveil.”
Lumi looke
