ZORYAThe first thing I felt was the change in Ares.Not the heat—he was always heat, always fire and iron and command—but the absence of it.The pressure he kept on the bond, the constant, unconscious pull of an Alpha who had been born to lead and never taught how to loosen his grip… it eased.I gasped, not because it hurt, but because it startled me.Ares—His presence didn’t retreat. That was the terrifying part. He didn’t pull away.He opened.I felt it like a door unlatched in my chest. Like armor being set down piece by piece. His power, once coiled tight and ready to strike, spread outward instead—wide, steady, offering rather than claiming.For the first time since I’d known him, Ares wasn’t holding me upright.He was trusting me not to fall.I turned toward him, still bound in the circle of the ritual, sigils glowing weakly now as Kai’s bridge stabilized and Gunner’s anchoring held. Ares stood directly across from me, shoulders squared, jaw clenched so tight I could hear his
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