Chapter 12 – The Storm Breaks

The Storm Breaks

The howl of the wind outside grew louder, a restless wail that carried a warning only the wise would heed. Trees swayed violently, their branches clawing at the sky as if they, too, sensed the impending chaos. The storm was not just of nature's making—it was something deeper, darker, a force unseen but undeniably present.

Alexander stood rigid, his every muscle coiled with barely contained fury. The storm inside him mirrored the one raging above, and Aria could feel it crackling in the air between them. His aura was a storm front of its own—commanding, lethal, and poised to strike.

She wasn't sure if it was the imminent threat of the Shadowborn or the undeniable bond between them that had him on edge. Either way, something was going to break.