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Chapter 55: The Search

Autor: Comet
last update Data de publicação: 2026-03-30 08:20:14

Ronan didn’t remember deciding to jump.

One heartbeat, Kiera was there—eyes wide, fear spiralling out of her in waves that crashed through the bond so violently he could barely breathe.

The next heartbeat, the cliff opened beneath her.

And she was gone.

He lunged after her before thought or instinct could fully form, claws scraping stone, the world narrowing to a single point of motion—Kiera disappearing into darkness.

“KIERA!”

His roar split the ravine, echoing off stone walls as if the earth
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