Ruby
I didn’t know how long I sat in Manson’s arms, feeling his warmth seep into my bones.
The poison was gone. The pain had faded. But something else had taken its place something deeper, something I could no longer ignore.
The bond.
It had always been there, a quiet hum beneath my skin, a pull I had fought against with everything in me. But now, after what he had done after he saved me I could feel it in full force.
It was no longer just a whisper.
It was a roar.
Manson pulled back slightly, his golden eyes scanning my face, his expression unreadable. He was still gripping me tightly, as if afraid I would disappear.
“You’re awake,” he murmured, his voice hoarse.
I swallowed. “Yeah.”
His jaw clenched, and for a long moment, he just stared at me. Then, without warning, his arms t
