The Mad Bride

TALIA POV

I felt him before I even reached the kitchen.

Through the bond. Distant. Faint.

But there.

Anger. Frustration. Need.

The bond pulsed. Pulled.

My body responded immediately. Heat low in my belly. Nipples tightening against my dress.

He's not even HERE, Sparrow said. And we're already like this?

"I can't help it. The bond. It's demanding."

The bond pulsed again. Stronger this time. A rush