Lean’s POV
The silence after the battle was unreal.
Draven’s corpse—or what was left of it—was disintegrating in the wind. Embers still smoldered on nearby trees, and the grass reeked of blood, ozone, and spent power. We had wounds. Losses. One more memory burned into our souls like a brand.
But we were alive.
Zack wouldn’t let go of Sage. She was breathing—barely, but alive—and that was enough to make my heart beat faster with something other than fear.
Vix, paler than usual, shook his black wings and spoke with a hoarse voice:
“It’s time to go after him. My father. Nox won’t stop. Not while he’s still alive.”
“No,” I interrupted, stepping forward. “Before that, we need to get Selene back.”
Zack nodded.
Tony, at my side, said,
“She’s the key to everything. And if the king has he
