Kaelira’s POVThe northern wind whipped against my face, carrying the scent of frost and iron, and I realized I hadn’t drawn a full breath in minutes. My hands were clenched so tightly around the edges of my cloak that the seams groaned. Yet I didn’t stop walking. Not for Darius, not for the guards, not even for the fear clawing at the edges of my mind.Serenya followed a half-step behind me, eyes darting to the walls, to the watchtowers, and finally settling on me. “Kaelira… you should wait. At least have reinforcements.”I shook my head, forcing my legs to carry me forward despite the ache in my ribs from the bond’s violent rupture. “No,” I said firmly. “I don’t wait for anyone. Not for him. Not for… anyone who doubts me.”Maelin moved along my other side, her eyes scanning the horizon and the approaching gate. Her face was calm, but I knew that behind it, her mind was calculating every possible threat.“We’re close,” she murmured. “The Lycan isn’t far. Guards report he hasn’t har
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