The moon hung low over the dark horizon, casting a silvery glow across the gentle waves lapping at the shore. Kazmun stood motionless, his eyes fixed on the distant sky, the reflection of the moon shivering in the water below.
The soft sound of the sea normally held a calming effect, but tonight it did little to quell the anger simmering beneath his cold exterior.
His jaw clenched, his thoughts circling the words that had pierced through him, as he tried to suppress the fury building inside him, 'How long was she hiding this?'
'How dare she think she could get away?'
The thought alone made his blood boil.
But then, a sudden noise disrupted his thoughts. The faint, unsteady sound of footsteps on the sand. He shifted, his piercing gaze flickering towards the source.
Alyssane.
