Grace - POV
The next morning, we awoke with the weight of our mission pressing down on us. Zane’s thoughts were tangled in a web of longing and secrets; he casually asked if King Lewis had returned from his journey to the other realm. The answer came back that he would arrive by evening, but I could see Zane’s impatience flickering beneath the surface. He longed to see Maria again, though he kept his feelings locked tightly away, especially when I was near.
So, that afternoon, we drifted through the realm together, our steps slow and unhurried, like we were trying to escape time. Zane guided me through the vampire lands, showing me ancient places and recounting tales of their kind. It was a breath of fresh air for me—something different, something beyond the wolf realm I’d always known.
