INARA'S POV The morning after the celebration felt heavier than it should have. Sunlight streamed through the chamber windows, but the warmth couldn’t chase away the knot in my stomach. Grayson and I had barely slept, tangled together in the afterglow of our new bond, but the whispers from the night before lingered like smoke. Now, as we stood in the war room with his most trusted warriors, the evidence a scout had brought back made everything painfully real.A small vial, half-empty, sat on the heavy oak table. The same poison that had nearly killed me. Traces of Thorne’s scent still clung to it, mixed with the bitter herbs. One of the warriors had found it hidden in the old advisor’s private stores during a routine check ordered after the ritual.“He’s the one,” Grayson growled, his voice vibrating with barely contained rage. Through our bond, I felt the storm inside him—fury, betrayal, and that fierce need to protect me. His hand gripped mine tightly, thumb stroking over my kn
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