The forest was still as we made our way through the thick undergrowth, the scent of damp earth and pine filling my senses. I had always found some comfort in these woods, a place where I could think and clear my mind. But today, the air felt different, heavy, like a storm was brewing somewhere just beyond the horizon.
And then there was Aimee—walking beside me, her presence a mix of strength and fragility, of power and uncertainty. The bond we shared felt like a live wire, humming between us, undeniable. I hadn't expected to find her here, of all places, at Vincent's territory, but now that she was here, I couldn't ignore the pull that had always existed between us.
But that pull was dangerous, especially now. Especially with everything that had just happened.
