Willow POV
The moment I let go, the world rushed back in. The noise. The movement. The weight of it all.
I sat back on my heels, my hands trembling slightly as the last of the light faded from beneath my skin. The man in front of me drew in a deeper breath, his chest rising more evenly now.
He was alive because of me. I should have felt relief. Instead, something cold settled low in my stomach.
I didn’t have to look up to know Damian was watching me. I could feel it.
The bond pressed in at the edges of my awareness—tight, aware, focused—like he’d zeroed in on something he couldn’t ignore.
He knows.
He’s smart enough to put the pieces together. He may not know it all, but he knows enough. I swallowed against the thought and pushed it aside. I didn’t have time to deal with what that m
