Damon POV
Keeping myself busy was the best way to ensure that I didn’t have to think about Kalilah. Not there wasn’t plenty of work to do anyway but it was easier for me to just lean into it.
I was looking at our current treaties, wanting to make sure everything
The knock on the door was soft. Hesitant.
I didn’t look up. “Come in.”
Maren stepped inside, boots quiet against the stone. She didn’t say anything at first, but I felt her watching me. She only waited when it mattered.
“You found something,” I said.
She nodded once. “I found her.”
My grip on the edge of the table tightened. “Kalilah?”
“She’s alive,” Maren said. “East of the ridge, a few miles from the border. She’s traveling with a group—small, mobile, efficient. Two shifters, one human, maybe three others I couldn’t pla
