Pitch Black

Sabine's pov......

Something had been wrong all morning.

I could feel it in my bones.

Something was off.

The bond between Caius and I was usually steady now—a gentle thread of awareness, warm and constant. I could feel when he was calm. When he was close by, When he was thinking of me.

But this morning?

It was like the thread had gone taut.

Pulled too tight.

I paused mid-step out