Mira suddenly tensed beside me, her spine going rigid like someone had pulled a string tight inside her. She stood up in one swift motion, eyes locked on the door, her whole body alert. I sat up straighter, watching her carefully. My instincts buzzed with tension, but I didn’t know why—until I heard footsteps
Slow, heavy footsteps
Whoever it was didn’t rush. They didn’t need to. Each step outside the door sounded like it belonged to someone who expected the world to move for them—and knew it would.
Then the door opened.
And in stepped the most physically intimidating man I’d ever seen.
He was massive—not just tall, but built like a warrior carved from stone. Broad shoulders, strong jaw, dark hair cropped close. His clothes were plain, dark, and fitted in a way that only drew more at
