The bond wraps around us like heat and moonlight. It tightens gently at first, then with a pull so deep it reaches inside my bones. I feel it everywhere. In my breath. In my pulse. In the space between my ribs where his presence settles as if it has always belonged there.
Adam holds me as if he is afraid to let go. His arms are strong and warm, keeping me against his chest. My cheek rests over his heartbeat. It thunders hard and steady, a wild rhythm that pulls at my own. My breath catches against his throat. A tremble runs through me that I cannot hide.
His wolf surges toward me with frantic urgency. I feel its energy pushing through the bond, brushing against my wolf, begging for closeness, for completion, for the right to claim what destiny carved into us long before we knew one anoth
