{ "The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again." }
TOR'S POV
The wind carried the scent of rain and earth, but I could only focus on him. Frery Kayne stood before me at the edge of the Paradise Coven's border, his crimson eyes locked onto mine, dark with unspoken words. The moon cast silver light over his sharp features, making him look ethereal, like something untouchable, something meant to be worshipped.
I reached for him, tracing my fingers along his wrist, feeling the cool silk of his skin beneath my warmth. "You better promise me that you will be safe," I said, voice low, rough with everything I couldn't know.
A small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, but his grip on me tightened.'' I will, and you have to also be safe."
