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red between the trees, their warm glow fighting against the chill that crept in after sunset. Soft music drift
y happened
me to b
e simply t
did n
wrapped around her like a shield, and she welcomed them. Her dress-faded, borrowed, and clearly not meant for her-hung awkwardly fr
onight. Painted lips. New fabrics. Br
epared by d
rsation. They hadn't noticed when she drifted away. They rarely did. The ab
ther-smoke, roasted meat, perfume, damp
ark. Com
stiff
g its head as if sensing
sic fa
ike a wave. Laughter died. Conversations fell quiet. Wo
Draven ha
ith quiet authority, undeniable and heavy. Stories of the Nightfall Alpha were told in hushed voices-
supposed t
back into the trees, instinct guiding her steps. If she stayed uns
e wind
nside her s
lf reacted sharply, a soft
o
ling-this pull-it had to be coincidence. Rumors exaggerated things. B
rned t
rd the forest when she felt it-move
ntly but firmly
gas
t. The sensation was overwhelming, instinctive, impossible to ignore. She froze, not
struggle. S
g," a low voice
wed and tu
ence filling the narrow space between tree and shadow. His expression was cal
g," she said quietly. "I didn'
It wasn't an accusation
, not tight-simply there. Grounding.
voice barely more than
searched her face, as if committing som
slowly, "you'll van
was th
ssed his jaw. "It w
ttered. "You
lt," he said. "An
re, responding to him in ways that frightened her. She had read about bonds forming under the
make sense,"
tle does
ithout releasing her wrist. The gesture surpris
ow to be overlooked," he said quietly.
ened. "That's n
ot with anger, but r
tled heavily
but present. It frightened her how natural it felt to stand th
here to be clai
across his expression. "Then it
er to know she could step away if she ch
e?" sh
Because the bond doesn't
ly in the distance, but
joined hands, then back
not as a promise, bu
rately, he rel
charged even as he stepped back,
urned and disappeared int
on watched s
utely nothing-fel

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