Katrina~
Vincent hesitated for a split second, his ambitious mind probably calculating the vulnerability of the moment, weighing risks in that strategic way of his. But then he joined in, his arms encircling all of us, his shadows weaving through the hug like threads of night, binding us together. His touch was electric, a reminder of the mate bond that pulsed between us, unbreakable despite the revelations. For a brief, precious moment, the cave felt less like a prison and more like a sanctuary, the flickering torchlight illuminating our faces in a soft glow. Laughter bubbled up unexpectedly from Nicholas—a short, wry chuckle that broke the silence. "Okay, this is getting sappy. If anyone walks in on us like this, my reputation's shot. The great Nicholas, reduced to group hugs in a dingy cave."
