Chapter 638

Killian's POV

The forest was a living thing.

Every branch creaked like a whisper, every shift of shadow a predator waiting to pounce. I had spent my life slipping through places like this-enemy lines, contested borders, ambush fields-but never had I felt the weight of eyes quite so heavily as I did tonight.

I knew the risk when I crossed into Western territory alone. My generals had begged me not