Aleera
I wake up dazed and confused and back in my room. I can’t remember how I got here. The last thing I remember is being out in the training fields, and I remember Darius using his magic. I rub my temples, looking around the small space when the door bursts open. Darius’ eyes fall on me, and at first, I think he’s about to scold me, but the panicked look on his face tells me he isn’t in my room to deliver some punishment.
“Is he in there?” Lycus says, bumping into the back of Darius.
“What’s—” I want to ask what happened, but Darius cuts me off with a glare.
“Stay in your room,” he snaps at me before slamming the door so hard I am surprised it didn’t break.
Something nags at my insides, dread filling me, and I am unsure if it is my own feeling or the intuition of the bond growing
