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Love eclipse

Penulis: Asheeda max
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-06 22:41:10

Maia’s POV

We barely cleared the corner when everything went wrong.

Kieran swore under his breath and shoved me sideways just as a shape peeled out of the alley ahead.

“Contact,” Kael snapped.

The man didn’t fire.

He lifted his hands instead, and I recognized the stance before I recognized the face.

Ryn.

My chest dropped like I’d missed a step on the stairs.

Dark jacket. South district insignia half-hidden. Same sharp eyes that used to crinkle when he smiled at me like the world wasn’t on fire. Same scar at his throat, my fault, if we were counting.

“Kieran,” Ryn said. Calm. Familiar. “You’re early.”

Kael didn’t lower his weapon. I felt the shift in him, the violence coiled and ready.

“You weren’t meant to be here,” Kieran said flatly.

Ryn’s gaze slid to me.

And softened.

There it was like no time had passed at all.

“Maia,” he breathed. “Thank gods.”

My pulse roared in my ears. “Move,” I said, past Kael’s shoulder. “Now.”

Ryn winced, like I’d struck him. “You don’t mean that.”

“I do.”
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