Rogue king (Elias pov)
The moment she stepped fully into the light, something about her stirred a faint sense of familiarity within me, like a memory just out of reach, lingering at the edge of my mind. I had seen her before, and I was certain back then, she had been nothing more than a passing face, insignificant, forgettable.
Now everything was different.
The air between us felt charged, alive with something new, something undeniable, and I could feel it threading through my veins, tugging at my instincts in a way that made my wolf stir with sudden awareness.
Zelda had been right.
This was new, a bond that had not existed before.
My gaze lingered on her, studying her more carefully this time, taking in every detail I had once ignored, and a slow, calculating thought began to form i
