Kaelith
Darius does not look intimidated by kings.
Interesting. Deeply irritating.
The beta wolf enters Cassian’s private council chamber still carrying stormwater across dark traveling leathers while palace guards close the doors carefully behind him. And immediately, the bond reacts. Warmth surges sharply through the room. Not explosive.
Not destabilizing. Familiar.
Gods. I hate how quickly the connection settles around him.
Aria crosses the room before anyone speaks. No hesitation. No caution. She throws her arms around Darius hard enough to nearly
knock the larger wolf backward.
And the bond practically exhales.
Interesting. Very concerning.
Darius holds her just as tightly, one hand against the back of her head like he is reassuring himself she is real. Safe. Alive.
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