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CHAPTER 6 — Kieran Sable

Author: Mercy V.
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-23 05:06:38

The knock came in three sharp beats on the apartment door.

Not the neighbor’s lazy fist. Not the nervous rattle of a landlord. A pattern. Crisp. Deliberate.

Elowen was off the chair before she realized she’d moved.

Her hand went automatically to the drawer by the chipped sink. Fingers closed around cold metal. The small kitchen knife felt laughable compared to what waited outside in the city, but the weight of it in her grip steadied something.

Her body knew what her mind tried not to say out loud.

You’ve been hunted before.

“Stay back,” Daire said, already cutting between her and the door.

She ignored him, keeping to the side, shoulders angled, knife low but ready. Old instinct: give yourself a line to run and a line to stab.

The coded knock came again. Three. Pause. Two.

“Kieran,” Daire muttered under his breath. His shoulders dropped half an inch from full attack stance to something slightly less murderous.

He moved the chain, cracked the door, and then stepped aside as Kieran Sabl
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