DANTE’S POV
It hit without warning. One moment I was in the training ring, barking orders at wolves who barely dared to meet my gaze the next, the world tilted. Something had gone horribly wrong and I looked around if I was the only one who felt it, the only one who was affected by it. Everyone else continued as they were barely noticing anything change around them.
My chest seized like something had hooked its claws into my ribs and twisted.
I staggered.
The ground rushed up too fast, my knee slamming into the dirt as a sound tore from my throat not quite a growl, not quite a scream. But it was something inbetween. The bond burned. Not the familiar ache of distance or rejection… no, I was used to that and the pain it brought. This was intrusion, not the intrusion that had been there e
