Diana POV
I ran until I couldn’t feel my legs.
The evening had curdled into a bitter night. The wind clawed at my skin, sharp as glass, and each breath tore from my throat like fire.
My lungs burned.
My heart pounded so violently it felt like it might break free from my ribs. Every footfall sent tremors through my battered body, but I didn’t stop.
I couldn’t.
Kael’s presence still clung to me like ice.
Cold. Silent. Haunting.
And yet…
As I turned the corner onto my street, headlights spilled across the pavement behind me, slow, measured and unmistakable.
His car.
Kael was following me.
My pulse spiked, panic blooming behind my eyes. I braced for the worst, expected him to lunge from the shadows, bare his fangs, finish what Abigail had started.
But he didn’t.
He just… drove.
