Adel stood there in front of the guarded gates of the Morningstar mansion, wearing a light t-shirt and joggers.
His silver jewelry like chains, piercings, and rings, perfectly complemented his pale skin and golden locks.
Beside him was Yelena, dressed in a simple yet elegant long embroidered regal tunic in shades of blue, paired with white leggings.
She looked just as cold and stunningly beautiful as ever.
Their crimson eyes locked with Lucas' and the air grew heavy with palpable intensity.
Amelia, who stood nearby Lucas, could almost swear she saw sparks in the air where their gazes met.
Right then, a rush of evening wind swept by them, carrying the scent of late summer and promising the imminent arrival of a beautiful autumn.
The hem of Yelena's tunic fluttered forward as Lucas's neck-long silver hair was swept back by the breeze.
