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The Lion’s Den
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2026-07-14 22:07:00Chapter 22: The Lion’s Den
Three days passed in a blur of silence and slow healing.Kael kept his word. He brought me meals, changed my bandages, and sat with me when the nightmares came. He didn’t push. He didn’t demand. He simply stayed, a quiet, steady presence in the chaos of my mind.Ronan visited every evening, filling the suite with his thunderous energy. He told me about the warriors he was rallying—pack after pack, family after family, all of them hungry to
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