Keya's POV:
Dawn came sooner than I thought. I had no idea when I slept, or how, but I had. I had slept peacefully, knowing that this pain would soon be over.
I had endured it for so long. Now I needed this liberations.
I stirred at the light tap on my cheek. My eyes fluttered open, and there he was. Rafael, crouched beside me, eyes soft with a half-smile that made me feel like everything was alright.
“Wake up,” he said, brushing a knuckle across my jaw. I smiled a little, feeling the warmth of his lips on my head. “It’s time to go, Fireheart.”
I turned. Grinned. Yawned.
It made him chuckle.
I blinked slowly, reluctant to leave the cocoon of safety I’d finally let myself feel. His touch, his eyes, the low timbre of his voice—everything about Rafe calmed the storm that had taken
