KAI POV
*bury a friend - Billie Eilish*
The moment their scent hit me—storm and ash, rage and heat—I knew.
Dalton. Derrick.
They were here. Fighting with me. For me.
Even as my fists flew, my claws slashed, and my legs twisted to land another brutal kick to the guard’s ribs, my head turned instinctively toward them. And there they were.
Precise. Dangerous. Enraged. Unhinged.
Hot.
Something inside me howled at the sight of them. Not fear. Not relief.
Something older. Deeper. Like a locked door inside me had been flung open just by breathing them in.
A bolt of Summer’s joy, a burst of warmth in the middle of blood and screams. My lips curved into a smile even as I knocked out another bastard trying to touch one of the children.
Goddess, they were beautiful in battle.
Dalton moved
