KIERYGAN'S POV
She was still glowing.
Her silver hair and pale skin had taken on a golden hue. Like the brightest star against the blackest night. My gaze dropped to where my hand still held hers. Beneath my fingers, delicate threads of light shimmered, pulsing softly in time with her heartbeat.
Or was it mine?
I had planned to watch her train from a distance. And for a while, I managed. Even as I sparred with three warriors at once, my eyes kept drifting—searching for her as she moved around the training field.
But the moment I caught the scent of blood—her blood—something in me shifted.
It smelled sweet. Too sweet. It tugged at me with a force I couldn’t resist.
My body moved before my thoughts could catch up. All I could think about was stopping it, soothing it… maybe even tastin
