Kael Voss Pov Elias screamed. Not a small sound, a raw, broken cry that cut straight through me. His body arched in the nest like something was ripping him apart from the inside. I felt the bond crack wider, like a thick rope snapping fiber by fiber. The warm, steady pull that had been there since the claiming suddenly turned cold and jagged, like ice slicing through my chest. “Elias!” I grabbed him tighter, my bare chest pressed to his back, skin to skin, trying to pour everything I had into him. “Stay with me. Feel me. I’m right here.” He gasped, shaking so hard his teeth chattered. Sweat poured off him, making his silver hair stick to his neck. “It’s breaking… Kael, I can feel it tearing. Cold… so cold inside. Like Draven’s reaching in and pulling me away.” The bond spasmed. One second I felt him clearly, his love, his fear, his fight for the baby. The next second it flickered, like a radio losing signal. A sharp, metallic taste filled my mouth. My vision blurred at the edges.
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