The aftermath of the battle left a heavy silence in its wake, a quiet that felt both unsettling and temporary. I could feel Kieran’s gaze burning into me as we stood amidst the bodies of vampires and fallen wolves. His grip on my hand was firm, anchoring me to the present, though my mind raced with questions.
“Why are they after me?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. My powers still hummed beneath my skin, the fire I had summoned earlier simmering just beneath the surface. It frightened me how easily it had come, how natural it had felt.
Kieran’s eyes, dark and brooding, softened slightly as he looked down at me. “I don’t know yet, but we’re going to find out.” He paused, his brow furrowing. “We can’t afford to stay here. Not with them after you.”
I glanced at the fallen wolves,
