Rain hammered against the apartment windows while the scent of burned cedar and cold vanilla filled the air.

Chan stood near the balcony door, unusually tense.

“Someone crossed the boundary,” he said quietly.

Changbin immediately rose from the couch.

Hyunjin looked toward you, expression pale.

And Minho—usually unreadable—went completely still.

Only one person knew how to bypass the wards around the apartment.

Sang Jiwon had finally found you