Chapter 42 Shadows Beneath The Sun

• Kieran’s POV
• Warmth wraps around me like a cloak as I lay in her bed, her breath a gentle rhythm against my chest. Her scent—beautiful blend of vanilla and a fresh cup of coffee with a twist of something powerful and something uniquely Zoey—lingers on the sheets, sinks into my skin, and settles in my bones. I want to freeze this moment. Burn it into my memory.
• Her words echo in my head like a vow.