|Nieves|
“Nieves.”
The voice cut through the quiet night like a thread of tension pulled taut. It was already dark—the kind of darkness where the sea blended into the sky—and Kairos’ arms were still wrapped firmly around me. But the moment that voice echoed from behind us, something in him shifted. His hold subtly tightened, his body going rigid against mine. I could feel it—his sudden alertness, the silent readiness in his muscles, like a predator preparing to defend what was his.
He was on guard. Protective. Ready to confront whoever dared intrude on the fragile peace we’d finally found in each other’s arms.
“Mother Callista… she’s been looking for you,” the voice said again, calm but insistent.
And with those few words, I knew exactly who it was.
Kairos tensed further, his voice s
