Kael POV

The moment I touched her skin, the fog in my mind didn’t just lift.

It shattered.

Every memory of her sacrifice came screaming back at once.

The contact acted like a detonator, blowing apart the artificial wall of the Soul-Fog that had kept me drifting in a sea of suspicion. Suddenly, I wasn’t looking at a dangerous stranger.

I was looking at Lyra.

The woman who had walked through the fires of the Echo-Verse to drag my soul back from the brink of non-existence.

The weight of her ...