Nova POV
Johnathon’s office feels heavier after the doors close, Johnathon and myself left alone. It’s as though the stone itself has absorbed what was spoken within and decided not to let it leave again. I don’t quite register when Johnathon’s hand settles lightly at the small of my back, guiding me down a narrower corridor until the sounds of the council building fade into a muted echo behind us.
It isn’t formal, this moment, and that alone unsettles me.
“I’ll be back shortly, Nova” Jax’s deep voice rumbles through our link. “Alex just wanted to run me through the process. I’m on my way.”
“I know, love. Come find me when you’re ready,” I reply in understanding.
Luca is already there, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, posture loose but eyes sharp, and when he straighten
