Caleb
Warmth.
That was the first thing I felt as I opened my eyes.
A strange, soft warmth spread from my hand, showing that someone was holding it.
For a moment, I didn’t know where I was.
My mind floated between the haze of dreams and the sharp bite of reality.
I could hear faint voices, whispers fading in and out, like echoes through a tunnel.
My body ached, heavy and cold, like I had been drained of everything that made me alive.
And then, through the fog, I heard her voice.
“I….Elise… I accept the bond.”
The words hit something deep inside me.
My wolf stirred faintly, his voice a weak but joyous whisper in my head. She said it. She finally said it.
I forced my eyes open.
The light stung, and the room slowly came into focus, the golden curtains of Queen Elise’s chamb
