IVY’S POVI didn’t sleep.Not really.I lay on a bed that wasn’t mine, in a place that didn’t feel real, staring at a ceiling carved from stone instead of cheap plaster, listening to a silence that wasn’t silence at all.It breathed.Shifted.Watched.Every creak of the hall, every distant echo, every whisper of wind slipping through broken doors—it all felt like a countdown.To what, I didn’t know.But my body did.It stayed tense.Ready.Wrong.I turned onto my side, pulling the rough blanket tighter around me.Didn’t help.Nothing helped.Because even when everything else went quiet—He didn’t.The bond pulsed.Slow.Steady.Constant.Kael.Somewhere in the hall. Awake. Moving. Thinking.Always thinking.I squeezed my eyes shut.“I hate this,” I whispered.The bond didn’t respond.Of course it didn’t.It just… existed.Like a second heartbeat I never asked for.After a while—minutes, hours, I couldn’t tell—I gave up.Sleep wasn’t coming.Not tonight.I pushed myself up, swinging my
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