Calla's POV
The room, softly lit by dim lanterns, felt like our own little world, a safe place away from the storm raging outside. Kane’s breathing was quick against my skin, his stubble brushing my cheek as he kissed me deeper, our tongues moving together in a slow rhythm that sent shivers down my spine.
“Calla,” he whispered, pulling back just enough to rest his forehead against mine. His eyes were dark with emotion—love, concern, fierce protectiveness. “I need you. Right now. Just like this. Before…”
I interrupted him with another kiss, my heart heavy with the unspoken words of ‘before it’s too late.’ We were both aware of the dangers tomorrow might bring and how it could pull us apart. But for tonight, we had each other. I tugged at his shirt, slipping my hands underneath to feel th
