KIERAN’S POV
I wasn’t a social media person.
I’d always considered it a waste of time—too much noise, too many opinions, too little substance. Packs didn’t run on likes and reposts. Power didn’t announce itself through curated clips and filtered smiles.
If anything, it had always felt beneath me.
So when the specialized alert buzzed on my phone, in the middle of rinsing my coffee mug, I was almost ashamed by how fast I lunged for it.
I snatched the phone, water trailing from my fingers onto the cold granite, the screen flaring to life with the familiar interface of LST’s internal platform.
A new post from Selene.
My pulse ticked up, sharp and immediate.
I hadn’t meant to follow her at first. Not consciously. Not in a way I would’ve admitted out loud.
But after
