Kamrynn’s POV
The Helion Forest was exactly as I remembered—a place where light dared not linger.
A thick, unnatural fog clung to the ground, curling around the gnarled tree trunks like ghostly fingers. The branches above us twisted into clawed hands, reaching for something unseen, casting eerie shadows over the narrow path we followed. The air was dense, suffocating, as though the very forest rejected our presence.
And in a way, it probably did.
Lorien walked ahead of me, his footsteps silent, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings like a predator on the hunt. He barely made a sound, his posture tense but controlled. Even with his seemingly relaxed stride, I could feel the raw power coiled beneath his every step, waiting for the slightest reason to strike.
I wasn’t afraid.
Not of
