Kaelira’s POV
I shouldn’t have felt it. That was the first thought that refused to leave me.
Even hours later, after the silence between us had stretched too long, after I had walked away before it turned into something I couldn’t control, I could still feel it.
Not the memory.
Not the fire or the blood.
Him.
It lingered under my skin like something I couldn’t shake off. Not sharp. Not overwhelming. Just… there.
Present.
Steady.
Uninvited.
I paced slowly across my room, fingers brushing against the edge of the table as I turned again.
This wasn’t normal.
Nothing about this was normal.
Shared memories were one thing, I could almost force logic into that, twist it into something that made sense even if I didn’t fully understand it.
But this?
This pull?
This awareness?
That w
