The Shifting Grove Chronicles
Book 1: Call of the Wildborn
Chapter 42: Threads in Twilight
Dawn came quiet and silver-gray, the kind of morning that blurred the edge between night and day.
Kyrielle woke between them - Draegan's arm draped loosely around her waist, Thorin's hand still folded over hers from the night before. Neither stirred at first. The bond between them hummed steady and low, li ...