Chapter 157

• Riley’s POV
• I stood at the window, fingers curling around the edge of the heavy curtain, peering through the narrow gap. Rain streaked down the glass in thick sheets, blurring the world beyond, but even through the downpour, I could see Kael.
• He was kneeling in the mud, soaked to the bone, his posture wild and desperate. His mouth moved in broken, frantic patterns. I couldn’t hear a word—my world had gone quiet long ago—but I didn’t need to. His face said everything.