Austin POV
The endless night of the underworld was quiet, an unusual stillness settling over the city. The usual roar of fire rivers, the rumble of creatures in the deep—muted, as if Hell itself held its breath.
Tonight was the end of a chapter I'd not even realized would be possible to close.
It was about change.
Arabella stood beside me, her hand in mine as we walked through the ancient corridor carved into obsidian, glowing faintly beneath our steps. Walking into the same ritual chamber that we once completed our bond in, the thought of those memories tugged at something deep within me. I squeezed Arabella's hand slightly at the thoughts. I could feel her worry pulsing through the mate bond. She was still worried something would change between us, but me? I was f*****g sure nothing
