{"Even in the aftermath of ruin, love is where power returns to rest — sacred, eternal, and unbreakable."}
The door to the Alpha house shut behind us with a soft click, and for the first time in what felt like days, there was silence. We stood in the entryway, both of us still covered in dirt, blood, and exhaustion, but I could not bring myself to move. Not yet. Not when the weight of it all finally hit.
Gerod.
Hanka Island.
The Heart Spring.
The way the great dragon had faded before our eyes… to save us.
Freyr turned to me, his gaze tired but steady. "You've been holding it in."
I swallowed hard and shook my head. "If I let it out, I don't know what I'll do."
He stepped closer, placing a hand against my chest. "Then let me feel it with you."
