Aria’s POVThe blood moon hung fat and red in the sky, painting our room in bruised shades of crimson and shadow. Even the air felt strange—thicker, charged, humming with something ancient. I should have known. I should have felt the warning in my bones the way prey senses a predator lurking just beyond the tree line.But I felt nothing except him.Kai stood by the window, his shirt discarded, the bandages finally removed. His body was a map of healing—pink scars tracing the poison’s path, each one a reminder of how close I’d come to losing him. He was thinner, his cheekbones sharper than before, but strength pulsed beneath his skin, coiling like a sleeping storm waiting to wake.“You’re staring,” he said without turning. There was a smile in his voice, soft and teasing.“I’m allowed to stare at my mate,” I said, moving toward him. The word still felt new. Fragile. Dangerous. Mate. Mine.He turned then—and the sight of him stole the breath from my lungs. The moonlight caught his eyes,
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