Evaline:
"Alpha," Elder Ren said softly, glancing at him.
Kieran gave a small, wordless nod, as if he already understood.
Before I could ask what was happening, Elder Ren turned... and in one swift motion, he drew a small dagger and sliced it across Kieran's palm.
The sound of steel meeting skin made my heart stop.
"Kieran!" I gasped, rushing forward as blood welled up from his palm, dark and thick.
He didn't flinch. Didn't even make a sound. He just stood there, eyes locked on mine, calm even as crimson dripped down his hand.
Panic surged through me. "What are you doing?!"
I grabbed his injured hand, my breath shaking, and instinctively pressed both my palms over the wound. The moment I did, the familiar warmth exploded beneath my skin - pure, powerful, unstoppable.
Light shimmered between my fingers, and within seconds, the wound sealed completely. The blood vanished, leaving behind smooth, unbroken skin.
I stared, breathing hard.
