The estate was quiet, wrapped in the kind of heavy silence that followed weeks of unrelenting chaos. In one of the large rooms Damien lay recovering, the steady rise and fall of his chest a fragile reminder of how close he had come to being lost forever. Amara had barely left his side since. She kept vigil at his bed, fussing with blankets, preparing soups, cooling his fevered skin with a damp cloth. Each breath he took was precious, and though the doctors assured her he was stable, fear clung to her heart like a stubborn shadow.
But the world did not wait for Damien Rivera to heal. Beyond the gates of the estate, the hunt for Sera carried on, propelled forward by Luke and the rest of the inner circle. Every day new threads of information surfaced, leads that could be a trap or could fina
