Omega Bound
As he leaned across the table to move his place cards, the hem of his uniform brushing against stone, because the faintest shift in his scent reached my awareness, restrained but there.
There was something about him that made my grip on reality waver.
With my terrain destabilized, the judges took note of that.
When Ronan finally looked up at my face, the hall disappeared. The weight of the crowd disappeared, his gaze steady.
“ Kieran, it's your turn,” that broke me out of my thoughts.
My scent flared up, and the table shuddered violently, my forces scattered and dissolved, as he invaded my city.
The stimulation died.
Silence crashed down over the hall, the instructirs spoke, voices echoing w