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Chapter 33— Extraction

Author: Freya Winter
last update publish date: 2026-06-01 17:46:32

Midnight came early.

Sera felt it in the bond before Riven's boots hit the study floor. A spike of cold urgency moving through the connection between her and Kael, sharp and directional, his energy shifting from controlled tension to something harder and more immediate.

She looked up from the map.

Kael was already moving toward the door.

Riven pushed through it first. "He didn't wait," he said. "Caden's people are at the inner gate. Eight of them. Armed."

The study changed. Kael's presence fill
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