Chapter 57

Maren

The forest still hummed with the echoes of what had just happened. My back pressed against rough bark, my legs tangled with his, Kaelen’s weight a furnace over me, his breath heavy and uneven where his face rested against my neck. The ground beneath me smelled of pine needles and earth, sharp and grounding, but all I could focus on was him—his heat, his scent, his presence that felt stitched