Kamrynn’s POV
The search for Sherelle could wait.
For now, there was something far more important.
I pressed one last kiss to Astor and Arabella’s soft heads before forcing myself to hand them back to Marlana. My arms resisted the motion, screaming at me to keep them close, to never let go again. But I had to.
Marlana took them with a knowing smile, gently adjusting their blankets as she rocked them against her chest. They cooed, little hands clutching at her necklace, blissfully unaware of everything that had happened.
My heart clenched.
Soon, my loves. I’ll hold you again soon.
As I turned away, Lorien stepped forward. His presence was unmistakable—the weight of his gaze pressing down on me like a tangible force. I expected him to say something to me, but instead, his sharp eyes l
