Night Watched Us Become Echoes by Iven Fros 115

Chapter 115 

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Kane’s POV 

Damn it, Kane… 

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I wasn’t mad at her. I was mad at everything else. The council. The threat. The fact that I couldn’t promise her safety without crossing a 

dozen red lines. But she didn’t know that. All she heard was the bite in my voice and the command in my tone. 

I sighed as we reached the end of the hall, then turned us toward the quiet wing where our room was. 

“I didn’t mean to snap,” I muttered, the words barely above a breath. 

Tessa looked up at me briefly, her expression unreadable in the dim light. 

“I know,” she said simply. 

That made it worse, 

somehow. 

We stepped into the room, and I shut the door behind us with a dull click. The quiet that followed was thick. Her hand slipped from mine 

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as she crossed to the bed and sank down onto the edge. I watched her pull her knees up, curling slightly like the weight of the day had 

finally caught up with her. 

Maybe it had. 

Maybe it always had. 

I rubbed the back of my neck, standing there like an idiot in the doorway, torn between needing to prep for war and just sitting beside 

her until she fell asleep. 

She didn’t look at me. 

“I know you’re doing what you think is right,” she said after a moment. “But I’m not made of glass, Kane. If something’s coming, I want 

to know.” 

I swallowed the knot in my throat. “And you will. Tomorrow. I swear it. Just not now.” 

She nodded again, but her lips pressed into a thin line. 

I walked over and crouched in front of her, resting a hand lightly on her shin. “I need you rested, angel. That’s why I’m not unloading 

everything on you tonight. Not because I think you can’t handle it. You’re stronger than anyone I know.” 

She looked down at me finally. Her eyes softened- only barely- but it was enough to let me breathe again. 

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“I hate being left in the dark,” she whispered. 

“I hate keeping you there,” I admitted. 

Another silence. 

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Then finally, she leaned forward and pressed her forehead against mine. I closed my eyes, letting her warmth ground me. 

“We’ll get through this,” she said, more to herself than me. “Whatever this is.” 

I didn’t have the heart to tell her just how deep the council’s knife was buried. 

So I held her hand instead. 

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And when she finally crawled beneath the covers and pulled the blankets to her chin, I sat on the edge of the bed, watching her breathe. I 

ran my fingers across her head, my touch gentle and hopefully grounding to help send her off to sleep. 

I decided to shower before bed, to cool myself off and to clear my head, before moving to join her. 

I could still feel the weight of her voice in the room behind me-“I’m not made of glass.” 

No, she wasn’t. But that didn’t mean she deserved to be shattered again and again for the sake of a war she didn’t start. 

My jaw clenched as I straightened, dragging a hand down my face. 

I hadn’t wanted to snap at her. I hadn’t wanted to lie, even if it was technically just delaying the truth. But what was I supposed to say? 

Hey, sweetheart, we might need to smuggle ourselves across borders again before the council strings us up for treason? 

Yeah. That’d go down well. 

I killed the water and stepped out, drying off quickly and pulling on a pair of sweats. I hesitated as I stared at the fogged mirror before 1 

then wiped it clean with the flat of my palm. 

My reflection stared back. 

Drawn. Cold–eyed. Older than I remembered looking. 

You don’t get to crack now, I told myself. Not when she needs you steady. 

I stepped back into the room quietly. The lights were off, but the pale glow of the moon filtered in through the window, painting the 

space in silver–blue. 

She was still awake. I could tell by the way her breathing slowed when I moved, deliberate and forced like she wanted me to think she was 

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sleeping. 

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She was silly to think I couldn’t sense everything and anything about her, but it was somewhat cute to think she had woken up due to 

being left alone whilst I showered. 

She needed me just as much as I needed her… 

I didn’t say anything. Just slipped under the covers beside her and reached for her gently. 

For a heartbeat, she didn’t move. 

Then- slowly- she shifted, curling into me with a quiet exhale, her head finding the hollow of my shoulder like it belonged there. 

It did. 

I held her tighter than I meant to. 

Maybe I needed the comfort more than she did tonight. 

Maybe I always had. 

I closed my eyes and let the rhythm of her breathing steady me. My wolf settled too, quiet for the first time in hours. Protective. 

Possessive. And vengeful as hell for what she’d endured. 

I wouldn’t fail her again. 

Not now. 

Not ever. 

Tomorrow would come. Kion’s office. Strategy. Escape plans, Smuggling routes. 

War. 

But for tonight- 

Just her. 

Just this. 

I tightened my grip slightly, brushing a kiss to the top of her head as her breathing finally deepened for real. 

“I’ve got you,” I whispered into the dark. 

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Even if the world burned around me right now. 

‘Mate…‘ my wolf purred in the back of my mind, almost causing for me to chuckle out loud at his desperate attempt. 

‘Whilst she’s sleeping? I don’t think so! You can wait.‘ I push back my inner response to earn a rough sigh in return. 

He wanted us to mark her, to make her ours entirely, especially before we leave this pack and I knew myself I would have to too. 

Maybe I could just… 

I thought for a second, my fingers trickling up her back before reaching the exposed part of her bare neck which would soon hold the 

mark of an Alpha like a trophy she had won. 

I could kiss her… make it gentle… wake her up only enough before sinking my teeth in to her flesh… it would be done, the first part 

anyway… 

It would be so easy to get it done right now… 

But I wouldn’t. 

I would wait for her to give me the go ahead. 

I would do things right. 

With one last grounding breath of air, I shuffled slightly to get comfortable, before letting myself go. 

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