Nyra’s POV
I did not sleep. Not even for a second. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw shadows slipping through cracks in the walls, fingers reaching for Auren and voices whispering threats I could not make out.
My body stayed firm, remaining on the edge of the bed with one hand curved tightly around the small knife I kept hidden under my pillow.
Auren slept soundly, his breathing was even and untroubled, and I was grateful he did not feel the storm inside me.
But my eyes never left the door. If someone tried to go through it again, they would not make it out.
It was not just Kael I feared now. It was the unknown. Whoever had taken Auren did not want to kill him. That much was clear. They were waiting. For what, I did not know.
But I would not wait around to find out. When morning fin
