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Chapter 23: The Lab

作者: Comet
last update 公開日: 2026-03-24 05:05:44

The cavern ceiling split with a crack like thunder.

Stone rained down. Dust burst into the air in choking, blinding sheets. Ronan grabbed Kiera and pulled her beneath an outcrop of rock as boulders slammed onto the floor where she’d been sitting seconds before.

The ground heaved again—one violent shudder—and then stilled.

Silence followed. Too heavy. Too deliberate.

Ronan held Kiera against him, one arm braced above her as if he could shield her from the whole mountain.

“Are you hurt?” he whisp
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