SERA

I watched it happen in real time.

Kael's body was still warm against mine, still inside me, and I could feel the exact moment his attention shifted. His head turned toward the door where Cora was retreating with her trembling lip and her shining eyes, and something behind his face rearranged itself into guilt so thick it was almost visible.

He pulled out of me and stepped back.

The loss of contact was jarring. Physical. Like someone had ripped a bandage off wet skin, and I sat on his ...