Chapter 38

In the quiet of the night, Amara stirred, her dreams interrupted by a sudden craving. With a soft sigh, she blinked her eyes open, the dim light filtering through the curtains around the room. As the haze of sleep lifted, the desire for something sweet intensified within her.

She couldn't quite explain the craving, but it consumed her thoughts. She longed for something sweet, something that would melt on her tongue and fill her cravings with sweetness.

But as she turned her gaze to the figure sleeping on the bed, a wave of fear washed over her, threatening to drown her in its icy grip. Killian lay motionless on the bed, his features softened in sleep, yet his presence loomed large in the room. With each rise and fall of his chest, Amara felt her veins constrict, her heart hammering against her ribcage. Fear prickled at her skin, a familiar sensation that made her veins feel like ice.

It had been one month since the incident, and in that time, Killian had maintained a cold distance fr