(Kaelan’s POV)
Callum’s voice kept echoing in my head long after the line went dead.
“Kaelan… she’s hurt.”
The world stopped for a second.
Then my blood exploded—boiling hot.
I slammed my foot on the gas, the car almost lifting off the ground. The engine roared through the silence of the night, and the streets of Elaria blurred into streaks of light behind the windshield. My chest refused to stay calm. Every second that passed sliced through my patience like a blade.
That pulse—the bond between us—was thrashing wildly. Heat, cold, pain.
Rhea was still alive… but weak.
“Hold on, Rhea,” I muttered under my breath. “I’ll get there before the world dares to touch you again.”
Cold air rushed in through the window. The scent of rain mixed with iron—blood—grew sharper the closer I got to
