{" Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into mountains." }
They came in like they owned the mountain. Fennel Cobalt was the first to step past the cave's threshold, his boots scuffing against sacred stone like he had no idea what he was walking into. His eyes were wide, lit with curiosity that teetered far too close to greed. Right behind him was his father, Amos Cobalt, slower, older, but with a gaze even colder than the shadows wrapped around him.
And flanking them… the vampires. A male, tall and sleek with silver-threaded hair and a gaze like ice water. The female was smaller, but she moved like smoke and steel, her eyes flicking over everything with calculated precision. They entered in silence, but even the mountain seemed to hold its breath.
Flora's shoulder pressed lightly against mine. We stayed hidden, still cloaked in the golden creatures' camouflage, unseen by eyes that didn't deserve to witness what this place truly was.
