Book 1 Chapter 30
Ari’s head throbbed from too many revelations and too little sleep. The cave floor from the night before had left her stiff, sore, and barely functioning. Bram saw it before she even said a word. “We’ll finish this tomorrow, lass,” he murmured. “Ye need a real bed.” She wanted to argue; she always wanted to argue, but exhaustion hit her like a wave. “Fine,” she sighed. “But only because I might actually fall over.” Bram’s mouth twitched, the ghost of a smile. “Come on then.” He walked her down the long stone corridor, his steps slow, matching hers. The castle was quiet at this hour, lit only by torches and the soft glow of moonlight spilling through narrow windows. Ari felt the bond humming between them, warm and steady, like a heartbeat she didn’t know she’d been missing. When they reach
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