Chapter 10

• Author's POV
• Earlier, unbeknownst to Rose and Laura, as they stood beneath the moonlit canopy of the forest speaking with Kavian, three pairs of sharp, calculating eyes watched them from the shadows—silent, still, and unseen.
• Perched high among the ancient oaks, Arman, Roshan, and Shirin remained cloaked in darkness, their presence masked by years of training and innate cunning. The moon filtered through the leaves in silver slivers, casting broken patterns across their faces. The wind whispered through the trees, carrying bits of conversation to their ears—just enough to stir suspicion.