Yasmyn's POV
The chamber had not yet exhaled from the first ritual when I felt Brendan’s presence brush against my mind.
Not words at first. Just him. Steady. Warm. Certain.
"Yasmyn," his voice finally formed, quiet but sharp with purpose ,"this is our moment,"
We were talking through mindlink of course! We can't risk revealing our plan. There is a reason why everyone including the warriors are here .
I didn’t look at him. I didn’t need to. Our bond carried more truth than any glance ever could.
"I know," I replied, letting the thought settle into him as clearly as if I’d spoken aloud , "If the sire bond could be used to reach me, then magic can be used to reach whoever commands it ,"
Across the chamber , Colton still stood restrained by Monica’s lingering force , fury rolling of
