"Blood remembers what the mind forgets; no chain, no cage, no silence can sever it."
Elias pov
Sleep had been a fragile, stolen thing at best after Niko's visit and even Black's stance. The Eastern Chamber had become both sanctuary and cage for me, wrapped in silks and scents of cedar and smoke, yet thick with expectation. I had finally begun to drift, body sinking into the cool embrace of the bedding, when the sound tore through me.
A roar. Not just any roar, but it was something older and mostly familiar.
My eyes snapped open. My pulse thundered against my ribs, each beat too loud, too fast. It was not the sound itself; it was the resonance beneath it, the way it carved through the marrow of my bones like it had always belonged there.
Another Omega and not just any Omega.
