EliraIt wasn’t about urgency.It wasn’t about claiming something new.It was about reinforcing what already existed.Together.Ronan’s hand stayed steady at the small of my back, warm through the thin fabric of my dress. Caelan’s fingers traced the line of my collarbone again, slower this time, like he was memorizing the way my pulse jumped under his touch. The room felt smaller, the air thicker, every breath pulling the three of us closer without a single word.I leaned into both of them, letting the bonds settle deeper. Ronan’s wolf brushed against my mind—possessive, steady, familiar. Caelan’s presence was quieter but no less certain, like roots sinking into soil that had waited too long for water. And mine… mine flared between them, soft gold light spilling across my skin before I could stop it.Caelan’s gaze dropped to the glow, then lifted to meet mine.“Beautiful,” he said, voice rough.Ronan hummed in agreement against my neck, lips brushing the mark there again. His teeth gr
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