Reana stood stunned.
She felt nothing, except a cold, horrible nothingness in her chest where there used to be light. A thread. A bond.
She wasn't mated to Ryder—at least, not this 'lifetime', but she felt an instant connection. However, right now, Reana's heart was hollow.
She felt fear.
The type that makes you get cold feet and your teeth chatter, even when you stand under the sun.
The kind that settles deep in your gut and claws up your throat like bile.
The sort of fear that didn't scream, but whispered, 'He's gone.'
"No…" Reana mumbled, eyes fixed on the distant ruins, now obscured by smoke and crumbling stone.
She didn't blink. She didn't breathe.
Her hands shook as she touched her chest. Her heart was beating rapidly, as if attempting to leap from her chest.
She and Ryder didn't need links and bonds. His presence in her heart felt like something permanent. Like her soul had been stitched to his before time began.
And now?... There was nothing… Only cold.
