Damian's POV
The bond felt wrong.
Stretched thin like a wire pulled too tight, vibrating with tension every time I tried to reach for her through it.
Aria was pulling away from me.
And Moon Goddess help me, I didn't know how to stop it.
I'd been sitting in her apartment for the past two hours, staring at the city lights through the floor-to-ceiling windows and trying to convince myself that I wasn't being pathetic.
Failed spectacularly on that front.
*You shouldn't have come,* my wolf growled in the back of my mind. Not angry—worried. *You're still healing. You promised you'd rest, and instead you're out here pushing yourself past every limit, like the wound doesn't matter at all.*
"She said she'd take time off after the launch event," I muttered aloud, running a
