Kora’s POV
The days passed slowly after Edward’s promise. It was strange—everything felt the same on the surface. The maids moved around the house, the wolves patrolled the borders, and I spent my time in the same routine. But beneath it all, I could feel the tension coiling tighter with each passing day.
Every time I went near the window, I couldn’t help but check the horizon, as though expecting Aaron to come charging over the hill. The house had an air of quiet anticipation, like the calm before a storm. Edward was still on edge, and even though he kept his promise not to face Aaron alone, I could tell the weight of his decisions was bearing down on him.
I found myself slipping into old habits—nights when sleep wouldn’t come, and I’d wander the halls just to avoid the quiet of my own
