Chapter 50: Kade’s POV

I couldn’t sleep.

I tossed, turned, and swore under my breath for what felt like hours. Every time I closed my eyes, the same image played in my head, Nyra swimming in the river, the early morning sun glinting off her skin like a cruel reminder of how alive she looked.

The way her hair clung to her shoulders, the way the water beaded and trailed down her collarbone, it was maddening.

I sat up with a groan, running both hands over my face.

“Get a grip Kade. ...