Aria
Pain wakes me.
Not sharp. Not physical.
Wrong.
The bond pulses uneasily beneath my ribs while moonlight spills softly across the wolf king’s chamber.
For one disoriented moment, I do not understand what is happening.
Then the bond tightens again.
Awareness rushes instantly through all five connections.
Kaelith stirs beside me first. Lucien wakes next. Eryndor groans softly somewhere near the edge of the bed.
But one presence feels farther away.
Cassian.
I lift my head immediately.
The fire burned low hours ago, leaving only faint embers glowing near the massive stone fireplace across the room.
And there he is.
Cassian sits asleep in one of the chairs instead of beside us.
Interesting. Deeply concerning.
The bond reacts violently.
Wrong.
The emotion tears sharply thro
