Ryan’s POV

This wasn’t the time to be feeling jealous over every interaction—but really, could I be blamed when Isaac was hovering over my woman like a shadow?

Let me just lead the way. The less I see, the better for the both of us.

We pressed on, and as we did, the forest thickened around us, swallowing what little light remained. The shift was gradual, but undeniable—like slipping into a dream that didn’t want you to wake.

Tall trees ...