Jordan's POV“We start now,” Vael said.She got up, walked to the window, and stared out at the forest for a bit. Then she turned around, focused right on me. “Stand up.”So I did.Killian shifted like he was ready to stand, too.“Just Jordan,” Vael said, sharper this time. “You two, stay put.”Killian settled back down, jaw clenched, and I felt that tension through the bond—an uneasy warmth. I sent something calm in return. He breathed out, held still.“Close your eyes,” Vael told me.I did.“Your wolf,” she went on. “Where is he right now?”“In my chest,” I said. “Center. He’s warm.”“Good.” She sounded pleased. “Now find the bond. Both directions.”Easy enough. It’s the most familiar thing in me these days—two threads. Killian’s always warm and steady to my left. Lorenzo’s older, calm on my right. Both of them, solid as stone.“I have it,” I said.“Good,” Vael said again. “Now find the third thing.”I frowned, eyes still shut. “What third thing?”“The thing that’s not the bond, not
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