The fleeting glint outside the window vanished in an instant, yet the cold chill lingered sharply along my spine.I stared into the shadowed mountain forest, night thick and unyielding, hiding watchful eyes in the darkness. There was no doubt in my mind—it was no illusion.Someone was spying on the manor, spying on Killian, spying on the wife who had uncovered his century-old secret.Before I could process the danger, a firm warmth wrapped around my wrist.His grip was gentle yet unshakable, a quiet brand of possession that locked me firmly within his boundaries.Killian had regained full control of his senses.The feral golden light in his eyes faded completely, returning to its usual icy blue, though deep within his pupils lingered a trace of wild, unhinged obsession. He straightened to his full towering height, shielding me entirely behind his broad frame, blocking every shadow and prying gaze from the outside world.The broken, suffering man from moments ago was gone. In his place
Last Updated : 2026-09-21
