The darkness stretched out in front of me as I stepped forward, my grip tightening slightly around Darius to steady him. The air inside the passage felt different from the rest of the place. It was colder, heavier, almost suffocating, like the walls themselves were holding onto something that refused to be forgotten.
Each step echoed softly beneath my feet, the sound carrying too far in the silence. My body was alert, every nerve awake, every instinct sharpened. My wolf was not restless. She was focused. Watching. Waiting.
Ronan walked ahead of us without hesitation, like he had walked this path a thousand times before. That alone made my chest tighten. This wasn’t just another part of his territory. This place mattered.
“Where are we going?” I asked, my voice low but steady.
He did no
