"Ashen…" Her voice barely escaped before his presence swallowed the space between them.
In one swift movement, his arm wrapped around her waist, hauling her upright from the ground as though she weighed nothing at all.
Her feet barely touched stone before he turned, his stride long carrying her straight out of the cold chamber.
Behind them, the air trembled and the Silver needles shuddered, then slid free from Adam's body one by one, yanked out by force.
They clattered softly against the floor as Ashen's power closed around them without a backward glance.
Lumina noticed and a smile tugged at her lips.
She shifted closer, pressing herself into his chest, her fingers curling into the fabric of his robe. Her nose brushed against his collar as she breathed him in, grounding herself in the familiar warmth and scent.
"I missed you," the words slipped out, small and unguarded.
The muscles beneath her cheek tightened.
