Chapter 167: Sparks at the Gate

Kael

The tall rogue gate stood before me, its iron spikes glinting sharply under the fractured moonlight. I strode forward, the gravel crunching loudly beneath my boots. The night air felt sharp and cold against my skin. Each step I took deliberately pulled me farther away from Elira’s lingering scent, and I fought hard against the urge to look back at the warm lights of the house.

Her soft, living laugh still echoed clearly in my chest—it was a sound I ...