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Tides Turning

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Liora's POV

The night was quiet.

Too quiet.

The bond between them still pulsed from what had happened in the courtyard, each beat a reminder that their walls had finally cracked. Liora had told herself she’d go back to her quarters alone—that distance was the only thing keeping her steady.

But her feet hadn’t taken her there.

They’d taken her to him.

Cael’s quarters were lit only by the faint glow of the fire in the hearth, shadows curling along the walls. He was standing near the window when she entered, the pale light of the moon catching in his storm-gray eyes.

He didn’t speak at first. He just looked at her, like he was searching for something in her face.

Her wolf pressed forward, impatient.

She stepped toward him.

“I don’t know if this is wise,” she said quietly, though her voice lacked conviction.

“Probably not,” he replied, his voice low. “But I’m not sure I care anymore.”

She let out a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding. “Neither do I.”

The space between them dissol
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