We left the city behind, heading for the cabin—an old, forgotten place tucked into a small clearing, surrounded by trees that creaked under the wind’s touch. It was the temporary shelter Zack had found for us until sunrise, while we finished arranging Lilith’s handoff to Selene.
Inside, a single rusty lamp threw a faint, flickering light. It smelled of damp wood and dust. But for us, it was a palace. A place far from the hunt. Far from danger. Just the two of us. Just life, still beating wildly in our veins.
Zack kicked the door closed behind him with a soft thud, the rusty lock clicking into place with a heavy snap.
There were no words.
Only looks.
His eyes, dark and heavy, full of something raw, fierce, almost painful.
My chest rose and fell too quickly, every breath too aware of h
