The water was warm.
The bubbles smelled like strawberries.
The jets hummed softly beneath the surface.
For the first time in days, Rowan felt herself relaxing.
Not completely.
But enough.
Enough that her mind finally had room to think.
Which was unfortunate.
Because now it immediately drifted toward Kael.
Again.
Little wolf.
Rowan groaned.
"Don't."
Nyra's amusement brushed briefly against her thoughts.
Then faded.
Leaving something quieter behind.
Something thoughtful.
For a while neither of them spoke.
The silence was comfortable.
Until—
Are we okay?
Rowan blinked.
The question surprised her.
Not because Nyra asked it.
Because of how she asked it.
No excitement.
No demands.
Just uncertainty.
Rowan sank slightly deeper into the water.
I think so.
Nyra was quie
