Kieran P.O.V
The door clicked shut again, sealing out the voices of two Alphas, a Gamma, a storm of worried apprentices, and whatever cosmic disaster Elder Thane was probably predicting next.
It was just us.
Amelia sleeping, steady now.
Rayven mixing herbs quietly.
And me.
Sitting beside her bed like I’d been welded to the chair.
Shade settled in my mind, his presence calmer than it had been in days.
She’s safe for now, he murmured. Let your shoulders drop before you snap something.
I exhaled slowly.
I hadn’t realized how tense my body still was until he said it.
My fingers—still wrapped around Amelia’s—relaxed a fraction. The warmth of her skin seeped into my palm like she was pouring life back into me drop by drop.
Her breathing stayed slow. Easy.
Normal.
I’d forgotten what
