Chapter 85: Kade’s POVBundles of dried lavender hung from the rafters, their scent trying and failing to mask the heavy tang of fear in the air. The fire in the hearth had burned down to embers hours ago, casting the room in a low orange glow.

And on the bed, still, pale, and far too quiet, was Nyra.

She hadn’t moved in two days.

I sat beside her, elbows on my knees, staring at her hand resting on the blanket. Her skin was warm, but there was no life behind it. Her chest rose and fell ...