LIV'S POV

Kaelon stood silently near the railing, a dark shadow under the afternoon sun, the wind tugging at his coat as if daring him to lash out.

But he remained eerily composed. I knew that stillness, I had learned it. It was the way Kaelon always got when he was trying to hold in an eruption. I could sense the burn of his fury just beneath the surface.

And in that moment, I realized something. He had known.

Maybe not ...