Reina’s POV
The night felt heavier than usual.
I lay in Kyle’s arms, my head resting against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart. His warmth should have soothed me, but my mind was restless plagued by the Moon Goddess’s warning.
The Shadow King.
A force older than time. A being of darkness that had waited for this exact moment.
But why?
What did he want with me?
I shifted slightly, pressing closer to Kyle, needing his presence to ground me. He stirred, his arms tightening around me instinctively. Even in his sleep, he was fiercely protective.
A part of me wanted to let him rest, but I knew we didn't have time to waste.
I pulled away gently, slipping out of the bed. Kyle mumbled something incoherent before turning over. His golden hair caught the moonlight stream
