ELENA'S POV
I felt his grief before I felt my own.
That was the first thing the life bond gave me. Not warmth. Not love. Not anything convenient or comfortable. Just his grief, arriving in my chest through the thread between us like something that had been traveling a long distance and had finally found the right address.
It felt exactly like mine.
Nobody asked us to move from the lobby floor. Dax held the perimeter. Kyle appeared at some point and stood quietly near the entrance doing what Kyle does, watching everything and saying nothing until saying something was necessary. Ryker's wolves were outside, covering the street, making sure whatever Morgana had left behind didn't regroup.
Lucian sat beside me with his hand still over mine on my stomach and neither of us spoke.
The life
