Amy’s pov
The cold wind slapped my face as the helicopter blades cut through the night sky. Kael’s arms stayed around me, strong and trembling at the same time.
I could still smell the smoke from Dragon Island. It was over—at least I thought it was.
Natalie sat across from us, her headset on. “We’re ten minutes from base,” she said. “Medical team’s waiting.”
I nodded, resting my head against Kael’s shoulder. He brushed a strand of hair from my face, his thumb tracing the bruise on my cheek.
“You’re safe now,” he said quietly.
“I thought I’d never see you again.”
He kissed my forehead. “You’re never going to lose me again, Amy. I swear it.”
For the first time in weeks, I allowed myself to breathe. The nightmare was behind us. Or so I believed.
When the helicopter landed, the team h
