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The Witch’s Warning
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2025-11-19 01:48:19Lyra — POV
The air in Cain’s chambers was still pulsing—alive, hot, heavy—when the knock shattered it.
Three sharp taps.
A sound that somehow cut straight through the bond’s suffocating heat.
Cain stiffened.
I tore myself out of his arms, gasping as the bond punished the space between us. My spine snapped rigid, breath shuddering, but I stayed upright.
Barely.
“Who the hell—” Cain growled.
But I already knew.
The magic bleeding under the door was unmistakable, cold and metallic.The witch.
Eira.
Of course she’d come now.
Cain strode to the door, scent sharp with irritation and worry, but he paused with his hand on the handle, throwing a look at me.
A question.
Can you handle this?
I didn’t answer out loud.
I just nodded.Even if it was a lie.
He opened the door.
Moonlight spilled into the r
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