Storm on the Balcony (Chapter 18 Bonus)

A storm breaks open more than the sky—when instinct answers the Call, nothing remains untouched.

Dareya stands on the rain-swept balcony as Veyrakh descends through lightning and storm

The storm rolled in long before the clouds did.

The wind carried the scent of rain and salt and ozone. The sea churned below, crashing against the cliffs with growing violence. Lightning flickered far out over the water, just enough to outline the dark sweep of Veyrakh…