Ember Frost’s POV

Those strange pockets of warped space were never meant to be seen. They were built with intent—quietly tucked away, shaped to be overlooked. Even if someone passed right by them, they’d never think to question what they didn’t see. And if they got too close… the space would turn them away without them realizing it.

We had spent months chasing that kind of distortion, only to end up right where we started—nowhere.

Still, something had changed.

It wasn’t much, ...