Chapter 118

Kaelen

Maren’s breath is still warm against my lips.

Her hands are still curled in the fabric of my shirt, holding me as if I might disappear into smoke if she lets go for even a second.

And maybe… maybe she’s right to fear that.

Because for the first time in my life, I can feel it.

The crown.

Not physically.

Not like a weight on my head or a pull around my throat.

But inside my chest.

A flare of