Jordan's POV
Avoiding her scent, keeping my eyes off her window, pretending I didn't feel this pull everytime she thought of me.
It was torture.
I had to remind myself , i was doing this for mum. If she knew how fast the bond was getting stronger, she'd make us pack up and leave town immediately.
Although something about tonight felt different, I had this sudden feeling of danger knocking at Elara's door.
I watched her step out of the house.
The porch light shone above her head, revealing her outfit. She was dressed in a black hoodie and a pair of baggy jeans were clad to her legs.
She paused for a second, glancing back and forth like she was expecting someone to call her back.
No one did.
Then she moved, her steps cautious. I found it suspicious. The clouds were already dark an
