C14 Bones Beneath Stone

The ruins were silent. Not the silence of peace, but the kind that pressed against the skull and hollowed the bones—a quiet so deep Evelyne could feel it in her blood. She stepped through the threshold of broken columns and shattered altars, the weight of centuries crackling under her boots. Lucien followed close behind, his hand resting on the hilt of his blade, his wolf senses sharpened