Rose's POV
I shoved Liam back and snapped my gaze toward the shadows where the figure had been standing.
Nothing.
Just darkness and the sound of the waves.
I stared hard at the space, searching for any trace of movement, any outline, anything at all. But there was nothing there. No shape. No eyes. No presence. Just the beach stretching quietly in both directions like nothing had ever disturbed it.
I could not shake the feeling, though. Those eyes, pale and sharp as ocean water, had a way of boring straight through me even when they were not real. Even when I knew, logically, that nothing was there and nothing had been there.
I was still trembling when Liam stepped closer.
"Tyler." His voice was careful and low. "Are you okay? What did you see?"
"It was right there," I said, my lips
