Chapter 34

• Aysel’s POV
• “It’s just a scratch,” I finished, staring at the faint mark on my forearm where Magnus’s voice still echoed in my head. He hadn’t said goodbye before the call ended—just that cold silence, the kind that carried through the bond even oceans apart.
• I should’ve been asleep. Instead, dawn was bleeding through the blinds when I finally drifted off, lulled by the hum of my wolf’s contentment. She liked his voice—annoyingly so.