ACT III: The Hidden World
Chapter 21
Miron
The roof was empty when I landed—at least until the shimmer of my wards adjusted to the human world. Rayna stood facing the city, shoulders hunched, hand pressed hard over the bondmark on her wrist. Her expression was tight, unhappy, not the terror I had expected… but something deeper.
It hit me through the bond before she said a word.
She jumped when she saw me. “Jesus, Miron. You can’t just show up like a surprise gargoyle.”
“I felt your pain,” I said, breathing harder than I should have. “I thought you were injured.”
“No,” she said. “Just… human.”
Her tone was too light. Pretended. I could feel the truth trembling beneath it—something tender, sharp-edged.
When she finally said the words—I saw a couple kissing and it pissed me off—I und
