The growl that escaped him was deep and involuntary, a sound born of jealousy and confusion along with possessiveness.
"No... I don't know," Shura said again, almost as if speaking to himself. "But I have this feeling... I have to be here."
Zion exhaled sharply, clenching his fists. He was frustrated. Anxious. And worse, he could feel it too. A strange restlessness gnawing at his chest, rising in sync with Shura's unease. Whatever this was, it wasn't just about Addison anymore. Something else was calling them here, and neither of them knew what it was.
Zion wanted to press on, to move past the forest and follow wherever his feet might lead, but something stopped him. It was as if an invisible force held him back, allowing him to retreat but not advance.
"There's… a barrier?"
