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When the Bond Refuses to Stay Quiet

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The first thing Aiden learned about letting go was that it didn’t feel like freedom.

It felt like falling.

Not the dramatic kind—no wind rushing past his ears, no sudden drop that stole his breath. This was slower. Heavier. Like sinking into deep water where every instinct screamed to fight, but fighting only dragged him down faster.

He stood in the center of the chamber, eyes closed, palms open at his sides.

The caretaker’s voice echoed faintly through the space.

“No suppression,” she reminded him. “No compression. Let the bond breathe.”

Dante stood several meters away, arms crossed tightly over his chest, posture rigid in a way that made Aiden’s throat tighten.

He hated this part already.

The distance.

The waiting.

The knowledge that whatever happened next, Dante would feel it first.

Aiden inhaled.

The resonance stirred instantly—alert, responsive, hungry. It unfurled inside him like something that had been caged too long, light spilling through fractures he hadn’t known were there.
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