Nevara
Our bedroom was already warm, lights dimmed to that soft amber glow Thoren always defaulted to when we got back late. He kicked the door shut behind us and I peeled off my shoes one by one, toeing them toward the wall without grace.
But the second I reached for the tie at the hem of my hoodie, he asked casually—
“I saw Sabrina whisper to you before we left the dining hall.”
I paused. “Yeah. She told me Kael’s mystery man snuck out this morning after you guys left for the lab.”
He blinked. “Wait—what?”
I nodded, pulling the hoodie over my head and tossing it onto the bench. “Apparently he was gone by the time the guards did their late-morning rounds. Quiet. Fast. Didn’t want to be seen.”
“s**t,” Thoren muttered. “So he wasn’t there when Kael got back.”
“Nope.”
He dragged a h
