EIRLYS' POV
I didn’t realize how fast I’d been walking until I reached my room and slammed the door harder than I meant to. The sound cracked through the air, echoing like the wood might split in two.
I leaned against it, breath coming in sharp bursts, my hands trembling. It wasn’t because of the injury. The cut was shallow; I barely felt it. I’ve had wounds that went far deeper. Ones I never got to bandage.
So why was I shaking?
Maybe from exhaustion. Orryx had pushed me hard—running and swinging until my limbs ached. But that wasn’t all.
It was Kierygan.
And what he did. I didn’t understand it. But more than that, I didn’t understand what it made me feel. Because it didn’t just stir something inside me. It made me light up.
No, not light up.
I glowed.
It wasn’t fear or anger t
