The rooftop felt like a fragile sanctuary amid the storm, but the bond between us pulsed with an urgency that drowned out the retreating howls of the rogues. Kael's hand lingered on mine, his touch a brand that seared through the thin fabric of my shirt, igniting something primal and unyielding within me. The rain had slowed to a misty drizzle, cloaking the town in a veil of silver, but the air crackled with unresolved tension. His eyes, those piercing amber orbs flecked with gold, locked onto mine, and I saw the storm raging there, possession, hunger, and a darkness that mirrored my own burgeoning shadows.
"We need to get out of here," I murmured, my voice barely audible over the thrum of my heartbeat. But even as the words left my lips, I knew they were futile. The bond wouldn't let us
