The room felt like a sanctuary, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting warm shadows across the walls, the vase of flowers on the windowsill a silent witness to our confession. Elias's arms held me close, his heartbeat steady against my chest, syncing with mine through the bond that now hummed with unbridled joy.
Tears still lingered on my lashes, but they were happy ones, born from the relief of knowing he felt the same, liked me, wanted me, beyond the mate pull. His kiss had been a promise, sweet and deepening, but as we pulled back, foreheads touching, a new heat sparked in his golden eyes.
Desire, raw and inviting, mirrored the fire building in my core. I'd never been with anyone like this, my body a wild territory of nerves and anticipation, but with Elias, it felt right. Sl
