Kelvin’s POV
The lights flickered, a stuttering pulse of yellow and black, like a dying heartbeat.
And I knew.
He was here.
Kael.
The hybrid. The shadow. My twin. My threat.
He didn’t need to knock or speak. His presence seeped into the room like poison, thick, suffocating, a winter’s breath against the back of my neck. The scent of ozone and damp earth clung to the air, sharp enough to sting my nostrils.
A cold dread slithered down my spine, coiling around my ribs like a serpent.
Diana’s breath hitched beside me, her fingers digging into my arm like claws. “W-What’s wrong with the lights?” Her voice trembled, laced with fear.
I didn’t answer. My eyes swept the room, tracking the way the shadows stretched unnaturally long, their edges too sharp, too alive.
Then—there.
Near the b
