The moment the murmurs spread through the crowd, Raven’s heart began to pound uncontrollably.
An unfamiliar yet strangely familiar sensation surged within him, as though his blood had been stirred, and an invisible force had wrapped itself tightly around his heart. A deep, primal pull rose from within his veins, desire and emotion awakening all at once. It was a feeling he hadn’t experienced in so long that it almost felt foreign. Five years had passed since Cara vanished, and not once since then had he felt a yearning this intense.
At the same moment, a figure slowly emerged from behind the green trees. Her graceful footsteps tapped lightly on the stone path, as if she were stepping on invisible petals.
She wore a long, pure white dress made from a fabric as light as clouds, with ancie
