Chapter 147

Chapter 147.

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Moments later, I felt another pull, this time toward Clay, and then Lucian. t was like an invisible thread stretching out to them, one i desprcately wanted to sever. But every time I tried to resist the connection seemed to intensify, an unwanted longing threading its way into my heart.

It left me unsettled, an aching sensation I wanted to tear out of me. Keith had warned me to stay in the room perhaps he had sensed this shaft, feit the bond suppression magic slipping, and was rushing back to restore it. He was fighting as hard as was to make this work, and the thought of his efforts folled me with gratitude, a deep appreciation that soothed some of the turmoil.

I curled up on the couch, waiting, my mind tense and conflicted. Midnight’s voice broke through the silence, jolting me with a single, haunting ward.

“Mate… our mates,” she murmured, her tone distant, almost trance-like. Panic flared within me as I felt her instincts reaching out, giving in to that familiar

pull. ‘No,’ I thought desperately, ‘not now.’ I couldn’t afford to let my guard down.