HADES
"Tell me where she is, Kael," I said, my voice low but sharp enough to carve through the hallway's silence.
Kael didn't even glance back at me.
He just kept walking, his boots striking the marble in even, measured steps toward the suite. My suite.
No—not mine. Ours.
What was a room without her in it? Nothing but a tomb with a prettier view.
"Kael," I growled again, harsher now, my feet scraping against the polished floor as I hurried after him. "You have to tell me."
Still, he moved like I was a ghost howling behind him. Like the words couldn't touch him anymore.
A desperate knot twisted deep in my gut.
The Flux stirred, feeding on the panic clawing up my throat.
I couldn't do it.
I couldn't walk back into that room alone.
I couldn't bear the silence.
The empty air.
The scent of her already beginning to fade from the sheets.
Something inside me cracked wide open.
I lunged forward, grabbed Kael's shoulder harder than I meant to.
