Kaelen’s POV……

Something was wrong.

I didn’t know what—no scent of blood strong enough to signal injury, no cry of pain, no alarm from the guards—but my wolf hadn’t settled since dawn. He paced beneath my skin, restless, agitated, every instinct tugging in one direction.

Aria.

I tried to ignore it at first. I told myself it was leftover paranoia from the mind-realm battle, remnants of darkness still shaking loose inside me. But the pull didn’t fade.

It ...