Raven's POV
Rowan woke me before dawn.
“Leave me alone,” I grumbled, rolling closer to him and burying my face against the warmth of his chest.
He chuckled, his breath ruffling my hair. “Little wolf, we have to keep moving. The faster we get the Moonstone, the sooner we find the descendant.”
I groaned but forced myself to roll out of bed. “Fine.”
“That’s better.” He nudged me toward the bathroom, his lips quirking in amusement.
I bathed quickly, the warm water doing little to shake the strange feeling settling in my chest. Something told me today would be more stressful than I expected.
When I stepped out, fresh clothes were already folded neatly beside the bed. Rowan had changed too, dressed in dark leather, looking every bit the warrior prince.
We packed the few belongings we ha
