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Chapter 70 Shadow and Light

Author: KarmaDeLacroix
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-11 05:20:59

The Morning After..

I was dreaming of waves and sunlight.

Warmth pressed against my cheek, soft, safe, familiar. For a long moment, I floated there, between waking and sleep, hearing the steady rhythm of a heartbeat that wasn’t my own. Then the beeping of monitors slowly broke through my calm, the antiseptic tang of hospital air replacing salt and wind.

My lashes fluttered.

The world came into focus: pale light through curtains, a faint hum from the heater, the gentle snore of the man that I adored slumped beside my bed.

Blaise.

He was half-folded in the chair, his head bowed beside my arm, his fingers still curled around my wrist as if afraid to let me go. His dark hair was tangled, and exhaustion shadowed his face, but even in sleep, he looked like strength personified. A faint smile tugged at my lips as I watched him.

“He’ll never leave us now,” I said, remembering my windsong to him. It was all I had left to give him in case we didn’t make it out alive. We are now fated mates thr
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