Chapter 285

Kiernan’s POV

The peace of the morning was shattered not by a sound, but by a sudden, jarring shift in the atmosphere.

Elodie was still asleep in the sunroom, her breathing deep and even for the first time in days, when the perimeter alarms at the base of the ridge began to howl.

It wasn't the frantic, loud burst of a physical breach; it was the long, low drone that signaled a formal approach.