ELARA
Everything feels… different.
Not just around me, but inside me as well.
The night air brushes against my skin as I stand on the balcony, but it’s not the cold I notice.
It’s the warmth.
The bond.
It sits in my chest like a steady flame, no longer flickering, no longer uncertain.
Mine.
For once in my life, something is truly mine.
I close my eyes briefly, letting myself feel it fully.
The ceremony.
The power.
The way the entire pack looked at me, not with pity, not with doubt, but with respect.
And still…
This- this feels bigger, stronger and more personal!
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I don’t hear my mate approach, but I feel him.... always.
The bond hums instantly, warming, pulling, wrapping around me before his arms do.
“You disappeared,” he murmurs against my ear.
A small breath leaves
