~Lyra~
I had a nightmare. In it, Kael had gone crazy.
One second, we were kissing, tangled in desperate touches. The next, he was on top of me, eyes glazed, breath ragged, completely unhinged.
Then—blood. So much blood.
It soaked the sheets. Painted the walls. I bled out, my body going cold while Kael stood over me, his face shadowed, twisted.
I woke up gasping, drenched in sweat, chest heaving. My heart galloped in my ribs, and the dread clung to me like smoke.
I’d seen it before—Kael, losing control.
I just never let myself dwell on it. Not until last night, when he said it himself… that a part of him wanted to lock me away. Hide me. Keep me.
He could do it. That was the terrifying part. He was capable of everything I feared.
And yet, underneath that fear… was something else. Pi
