A knot formed in Zephyr’s chest. His ears twitched, honing the sounds still echoing around him.
His body ached, but faintly. No more breaking bones, only the lingering voice and a light heat flared in his blood.
In front of him, Aiden kept saying something. But he couldn’t make out the words. He focused on the voice, the steady phrase going in repeat.
His chest churned, and a deep knowing settled in. Beyond the voice, he sensed a deeper meaning.
It was more than a phrase. It was an invitation. Something was calling out to him.
His pulse thundered in his ears at the deep nagging inside him. Slowly, he scrambled to his feet and staggered forward.
He had only taken a few steps when he realized the chains were no longer around his wrist. They had fallen off a while ago.
“Zephyr,” Aiden’
