Jacob~
We touched down so softly, it was as if the wind itself had lowered us—silent, effortless, unannounced.
The afternoon sun hung high, yet the light barely touched the border of Sebastian's coven. Dark shadows stretched like claws across the jagged cliffs, draping everything in stillness. It was bright, yes—but unnaturally quiet. That kind of quiet that made the hairs on your neck stand up. Like the world was holding its breath.
"Home sweet crypt," Sebastian muttered, his voice soft with pride .
I didn't reply.
I was already in motion—mind focused, senses sharp.
