DAMON’S POV
The night didn’t calm me, It never did. Silence stretched across the pack, the world settling into something still and controlled—but inside me, nothing matched it. The bond hadn’t gone quiet…It had changed. Weakened. Distorted But not gone And that— That was enough. I stood at the edge of the territory, my gaze fixed on the darkness ahead, my senses locked onto the faint thread that still tied us together.
Elodie, She was there. I could feel it. Not clearly, Not cleanly But she was there And I knew— If I reached for it, She would feel me too. My jaw tightened, I wasn’t going to send wolves. Not tonight. I wasn’t going to take her, Not like that Because I didn’t need to.
She was still mine, the bond proved it and if I pulled— If I pushed just enough— She would come. I clo
