Rosie's Bloom
Their glow filled the room like breath, and somewhere far below, I could sense movement quiet, deliberate.
Ares.
Even without seeing him, I could feel the pull of his presence. It wasn’t the mark of an Alpha it was something older, stronger, like two pieces of a promise trying to find each other again.
The whisper returned, faint and cold:
He walks the path that hides you.
I froze. “What do you mean hides me?”
But there was no reply only the soft hum of power retreating into the dark.
Lara helped me back to bed, though sleep was useless now. My heart wouldn’t stop racing.
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