Edward
The bond had always been a quiet thing like wind over still water. Subtle. Unspoken. But now, it howled.
I sat on the edge of my porch, elbows resting on my knees, a mug of untouched coffee cooling in my hands. The sun was barely up, casting long streaks of pale light across the frost-kissed clearing. Birds chirped somewhere deeper in the trees, but all I could hear was the ache.
Albert was in pain and it was hurting me too.
It wasn't physical. If it were, I would already be running. No. This was deeper. An emotional kind. The kind of pain that curdled through the bond like poison in the bloodstream. Grief. Conflict. Fear.
I stared into the forest, jaw tight.
Albert had been here. Hours ago, sometime after midnight. He hadn’t stayed long, hadn’t said anything clear, but I had
