Skylar

I turn to him, our bond—a fusion of trust and shared strength—pulsing between us. His presence soothes the wild edges of my new reality, and for a moment, I allow myself to lean into that comfort.

Alaric moves silently to my other side, his touch a cool contrast to the residual heat of my transformation. His hand rests on my shoulder, firm and reassuring. His silence speaks volumes; it's his way of offering support, a silent vow of loyalty that requires no ...