The room was silent.
Neither of us moved.
Neither of us spoke.
The strange pull lingered in the air, wrapping around us like an invisible thread.
My heart hammered against my ribs.
I had never felt anything like it before.
Not even with Lucas.
Especially not with Lucas.
The realization unsettled me.
The Alpha King's expression remained unreadable, but I could see the tension in his jaw.
He had felt it too.
There was no doubt about that.
"What was that?" I asked quietly.
For a moment, he didn't answer.
His dark eyes searched my face as though looking for something.
Or perhaps confirming something.
Finally, he stepped back.
The distance immediately weakened the strange sensation.
Not completely.
But enough for me to breathe again.
"I don't know."
The answer surprised me.
A man like Damon Ravencrest was supposed to have answers.
Yet he looked almost as confused as I felt.
My wolf paced restlessly inside me.
She wanted to move closer to him.
The thought made me panic.
No.
Absolutely not.
I had just escaped one disastrous relationship.
The last thing I needed was to develop feelings for the most powerful Alpha in existence.
Especially one who happened to be my ex mate's father.
The situation was already complicated enough.
The Alpha King returned to his seat.
His expression had become guarded.
Careful.
As though he was deliberately hiding his thoughts.
That only made me more suspicious.
"You've felt something."
It wasn't a question.
His gaze lifted to mine.
For several seconds, silence stretched between us.
Then he nodded.
"Yes."
A chill ran through me.
At least I wasn't imagining things.
"What does it mean?"
Again, silence.
The Alpha King looked away first.
That alone was enough to alarm me.
Powerful men did not avoid questions unless they disliked the answer.
My stomach tightened.
Finally, he spoke.
"There are old stories."
My pulse quickened.
"What kind of stories?"
His eyes returned to mine.
"Stories about broken bonds."
Confusion swept through me.
Broken bonds?
What did that have to do with anything?
The Alpha King leaned back in his chair.
His expression was thoughtful.
"Sometimes fate corrects mistakes."
The words sent a strange shiver down my spine.
I wasn't sure why.
Perhaps because they sounded less like an explanation and more like a warning.
Before I could ask another question, a sharp knock interrupted us.
The Alpha King's expression immediately hardened.
"Enter."
The door opened.
One of his warriors stepped inside.
The man looked nervous.
Very nervous.
He lowered his head respectfully.
"Your Majesty."
The Alpha King frowned.
"What is it?"
The warrior hesitated.
Then he glanced toward me.
A bad feeling settled in my stomach.
Something was wrong.
Very wrong.
The Alpha King's voice became colder.
"Speak."
The warrior swallowed.
"Lucas Ravencrest is demanding to see Miss Blackwood."
My eyes widened.
The Alpha King's expression darkened instantly.
The temperature in the room seemed to drop.
"I refused him access," the warrior continued. "But he refuses to leave."
A growl escaped the Alpha King's chest.
The sound was low.
Dangerous.
Territorial.
My breath caught.
Why was he reacting like this?
Lucas was my problem.
Not his.
Yet the anger radiating from him felt intensely personal.
The warrior shifted uncomfortably.
"Should I remove him?"
The Alpha King's eyes flashed.
"Yes."
The answer came without hesitation.
The warrior immediately nodded.
Then he hurried from the room.
Silence returned.
I stared at the Alpha King.
He looked furious.
More furious than he had any right to be.
Slowly, his gaze met mine.
For a moment neither of us spoke.
Then he exhaled.
The tension in the room eased slightly.
"I'm sorry."
The apology caught me off guard.
"For what?"
His expression remained unreadable.
"For allowing him near you."
The words hit me harder than they should have.
Nobody had tried to protect me lately.
Not after everything that happened.
Yet somehow the Alpha King sounded genuinely concerned.
The realization warmed something inside me.
A dangerous warmth.
I quickly looked away.
This was a bad idea.
Every part of this situation was a bad idea.
The Alpha King was powerful.
Intimidating.
Complicated.
And lately, my heart had proven it could not be trusted.
"I can handle Lucas."
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"I'm aware."
The corner of my mouth twitched.
That almost sounded like praise.
Almost.
A strange silence settled between us once more.
This one felt different.
Less awkward.
More comfortable.
As though we were gradually becoming accustomed to each other's presence.
The thought should have worried me.
Instead, it made my wolf strangely happy.
Then the Alpha King spoke again.
His voice was quieter this time.
More serious.
"There is something I need to investigate."
My attention immediately sharpened.
"The bond?"
His gaze held mine.
"Yes."
A knot formed in my stomach.
Whatever he was thinking, he clearly wasn't ready to share it yet.
That worried me.
Because if Damon Ravencrest was concerned, then the situation was probably far bigger than I realized.
He stood from his chair.
The meeting was clearly over.
I rose as well.
For a moment, we simply looked at each other.
Neither of us seemed eager to break eye contact.
The realization sent another strange flutter through my chest.
Then the Alpha King stepped aside.
"You should rest."
I nodded.
"Thank you."
As I reached the door, his voice stopped me.
"Aria."
I turned.
His expression softened slightly.
Just enough for me to notice.
"You're stronger than you think."
My throat tightened unexpectedly.
No one had said anything like that to me since the betrayal.
For a second, emotion threatened to overwhelm me.
But I pushed it back.
Instead, I offered him a small smile.
A real one.
The first genuine smile I had given anyone in days.
The Alpha King stared at me.
Almost as though the sight affected him.
Then I left.
What I didn't know was that the moment the door closed behind me, Damon Ravencrest opened an ancient book hidden inside his private study.
And the first words he read made his blood run cold.
Because according to the oldest werewolf records, there was only one explanation for the connection growing between us.
One explanation he refused to believe.
One explanation that could destroy everything.
A second chance mate bond.