Lyra's POVI didn’t sleep. Not really. I stayed in bed, stayed in Kaelen’s arms, but sleep—sleep didn’t come. Because something was watching me from the inside. It wasn't loud or violent, just… there. Waiting.I kept my breathing steady, my eyes closed, and my body still against Kaelen’s chest as his hand rested at my waist, grounding and anchoring me. If I focused on that, on him, I could almost ignore it. Almost. But every time I drifted too close to sleep, it moved—a slow, deliberate shift beneath my skin, like something testing the edges of me, learning. And the worst part? It wasn’t unfamiliar anymore. That terrified me more than anything else.By the time morning came, I was already exhausted. But I didn’t move, didn’t pull away, because the moment I did, I knew I’d feel it fully again.“Lyra.” Kaelen’s voice was quiet. Too quiet. Careful.I opened my eyes slowly. He was already watching me, of course he was. “You didn’t sleep,” he said. It wasn't a question.“No.” A pause,
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