Selina’s POV
Alex was a ghost.
He was there… I could feel him through the bond, a constant presence that pulsed with barely restrained tension…but he made himself scarce. He took early morning runs that lasted hours.
Chopping wood until his hands bled. Long walks through the forest that took him far enough away that the bond stretched thin and uncomfortable.
When he was in the cabin, he kept a polite distance from me. Like I was something dangerous he couldn’t afford to get too close to.
It shouldn’t have bothered me. I had Aaron and Ashran…both were attentive, and both made it clear they wanted me.
But the bond pulled toward Alex just as strongly as it did toward his brothers, and his absence felt like a missing piece I couldn’t ignore.
I’d catch him watching me sometimes. His ey
