Ella's POV
I awoke slowly, clinging to the fading images of my vivid dream. I had seen Aiden, spoken to him, our surroundings shrouded in mist.
His voice, his visage had been so clear, so real. I could still feel the ghostly brush of his fingers against my cheek.
Had it been more than just a dream? Some mystical connection made possible by the child now growing within me? A spark of hope fluttered in my chest at the thought.
If this dream was a portent of some emerging power, perhaps I could use it to reach Aiden and guide him back to us.
I reached tentatively with my mind, probing the veins that linked me to my mates. Aiden's presence had retreated like the receding tide, yet I thought I detected the faintest echo of his essence resonating in the void.
"Aiden?" I whispered into the stillness. For a moment I thought I heard the whisper of a reply, like a half-remembered dream. But then it faded, leaving me wondering if it had merely been my imagination conjuring phantom words.
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