Chapter Fifteen - Morning Sunlight
The sunlight that streamed through the curtains was soft, almost reverent, as though even dawn itself understood the sanctity of what had passed. Evandra stirred against Lefu’s chest, his arm heavy around her, his scent warm and grounding. The bite on her neck throbbed faintly, no longer just a mark but a seal—his claim, her promise, their vow.
For a moment, she let herself simply bask in it: the heat of his skin, the rise and fall of his breathing, the low rumble of his wolf purring contentment deep in his chest. After the chaos and heartbreak of the past months, she had not believed peace could feel so complete.
A soft knock broke the stillness. The door opened just enough for a servant to slip inside, bearing a silver tray. Warm bread, honeyed fruit
