The chamber thrummed with life, alive with the roar of molten veins beneath crystal floors, the heat of Kaelion’s presence, and the pulse of the fire that now lived within her. Ariella’s bare feet brushed against the warm surface as she followed him deeper into the central hall of the citadel. Her skin tingled, every nerve on fire, and she shivered—not from the heat alone, but from the weight of anticipation that pressed against her chest.Kaelion’s golden eyes never left her, tracking ...