Hannah’s POV The Calm Before the Break By the time the music slowed again, my legs were beginning to ache. Not painfully. Just enough to remind me that I wasn’t used to this kind of dancing, this kind of pressure, this kind of attention. Riven finally released me, though his hand lingered at my waist for a moment before stepping back. His earlier playful expression had faded slightly, replaced with something more watchful. More alert. “You didn’t fall,” he said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes, breathless. “That’s your standard for success?” “It’s a good one,” he replied. Kael stepped forward then, placing himself slightly closer to me again. His presence felt steady, familiar, grounding after the intensity of Riven’s energy. “You need to rest,” he said calmly. I didn’t argue. For once, I actually agreed. My chest still rose and fell unevenly as I tried to catch my breath. The weight of the ballroom returned slowly, settling back onto my shoulders as we m
Read more