**Trigger Warning** This chapter contains a graphic, aggressive s*x scene.
[Sylas]
The soft rise and fall of Elora’s chest was the only movement in the quiet chamber. Her questions, her turmoil, had finally given way to a deep, exhausted slumber, a fragile peace settling on her features. Vernon and I watched her for a long moment, the silence thick with the unspoken weight of the evening’s revelations. My own heart, a peculiar mix of exhilaration and unease, felt a strange lightness now that the palpable echo of her pain through Vernon's bond had finally subsided.
It had been a strange feeling- a bond's echo. Vernon and I have been blood-sharing for years. We have spent more time feeling each other's thoughts and emotions than not. Yet in all that time, we have never overlapped in blood
