Chapter 47 – The Blood Bond
The night crept in slow, carrying with it the chill of damp earth and the whisper of distant predators. The ravine was no refuge—its jagged cliffs offered little shelter, the roar of the river below a reminder of how close they balanced to the edge. But it was here Kaelen had chosen to stop, to rest, and for once Seren did not argue. Her body trembled with exhaustion, her wounds throbbing with every heartbeat.
Still, she could not close her eyes.
Every time she blinked, she saw him. Lucien. The shadows clinging to his shoulders like a crown, his eyes cutting into her as though he had already claimed her. Worse still, she felt him—like a phantom touch across her skin, like a thread tugging at the marrow of her bones.
She pressed her hands into the cold stone
