Nate’s POV
Rationality was the absolute cornerstone of my existence. While Greyson ruled through rigid, unyielding control, Raiden through overwhelming physical dominance, and Ace through psychological manipulation, I navigated the world through the reliable, predictable laws of cause and effect.
Energy could neither be created nor destroyed. It could only be transferred. It was a simple, elegant truth.
But as I watched Raiden lead Callie back up the stairs toward the VIP section, I realized the woman currently carrying our collective soul-bond was actively defying every fundamental law of physics I knew.
She was glowing. Not metaphorically. A literal, faint luminescence of violet static danced across her collarbones and sparked at the tips of her fingers. Raiden had successfully burne
