Aria Snow pov :
Waking up the morning after the Royal Marking was an entirely different existence.
I didn't just open my eyes; I faded into consciousness completely enveloped in a vibrant, living hum of energy that hadn't been there yesterday. Before I even registered the physical weight of the heavy duvet or the soft pillows, I felt them.
In the back of my mind, the mental bridge we had forged last night was glowing with a steady, breathtaking warmth. I could feel Caspian’s deep, immovable contentment like a golden sun radiating in my chest. I could feel Killian’s fierce, protective fire thrumming through my veins. And I could feel Lucian’s cool, calculated peace settling over my usually anxious thoughts like a soothing silver blanket.
I slowly fluttered my eyes open.
The Rose R
