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Chapter 30 – The Night Cian Disappeared

Author: Bamdel
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-10 19:46:23

I woke to silence.

Not the peaceful kind that follows a long night. This silence was sharp, intrusive, wrong in a way that made my skin itch. I reached out without opening my eyes, expecting to feel warmth beside me. The bed was cold.

Cian was gone.

Not just “stepped out for air,” gone. His scent was faint, as if he’d left hours ago. The sheets hadn’t just cooled; they had settled.

I sat up, my heart already racing. I tried calling through the bond, but it was like yelling into a storm—just no response, nothing coming back.

I threw on a hoodie and stepped out. The hall was dead silent. The light from the early morning was spilling across the floor, stretching out like long shadows. I tried to follow the scent, barely there, just a whisper leading me to the eastern balcony. But when I got there, it was gone.

No fading track. No residual magic.

Gone.

I turned and headed straight to Kieran’s quarters, my boots echoing off the floor. I didn’t bother knocking. I pushed open his door and fo
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