Nathan’s POV

I woke with a start, the echo of Adina’s voice still lingering in my head like a ghost. My chest rose and fell rapidly, sweat clinging to my skin. For a moment, I wasn’t sure if it had been real, if the fragile, desperate thread connecting us had finally snapped but then I saw it.

The faint glow of the small crystal orb on the table beside me. The seer’s gift. The only thing anchoring me to her when distance and darkness tried to tear us apart.

I exhaled, my hands ...