The door creaked open with a soft groan and Ryker stepped into the quiet chamber.
The moment he entered and his eyes fell on her, his breath caught in his throat.
There she sat alone, radiant, untouchable.
A cascade of white hair. It was so pale that it looked almost silver under the warm glow of the library's enchanted light. Her hair going down her back like moonlight covered across silk. Her hair framed her delicate features in gentle waves, as if the wind dared not disturb perfection.
But it was her eyes that stopped the world for him.
Those, Ruby red eyes.
Not the red of bloodshed. Not the red of roses. They were deeper like molten gemstones forged in the heart of stars. Alive, ancient, dangerous. Eyes that didn't just see you. They consumed you. Eyes that read your mind before your lips could form a lie.
