Shadowed Intent

Lyra felt it first—a prickling at the back of her neck. Her gaze flicked to the corner by the window, where Colin sat silently, posture rigid, eyes burning holes into her. Those eyes—dark, cold, and burning with something deeper—seemed to pierce right through her.

There was no warmth. Only shadowed intent.

A chill ran down her spine as his stare pressed like a silent threat.

Kaelen caught her g