ELODIE’S POV
Something felt wrong, Not wrong enough to matter. Not wrong enough to notice immediately. Just— Different.
I sat near the window of my room staring absently at one of the territory books Damon had allowed me access to weeks ago. The pages remained open in front of me, but I had not read a single line properly in nearly ten minutes. My thoughts drifted, Nathan.
Always Nathan, I wondered what he was doing. If he was sleeping enough. If he was training too hard again. If he was still carrying that expression he wore whenever he forced himself to make choices he hated. I wondered if he missed me. The thought almost made me smile. Almost. A knock sounded softly against my chamber door.
“Come in.”
The omega entered quietly carrying a breakfast tray, Not my usual omega. The newe
