125 - Elara
A crackling and sizzle in the air; the smell of ozone like just before a big rain and a weight lifted off my chest. I can take a full breath for the first time in a long time. My senses are sharpening, returning. The suffocation from the magic is gone and I feel light headed. The pressure has been going on for so long I didn’t realize how heavy it was. The steady thump-thump of Ben’s heart is lulling me into relaxation. I want to believe it’s all over, it feels like it’s over, but it also feels too easy. I will take this shift in the energy and this moment and commit it to memory before something else tries to take it away from me.
“JULIETTE!” “JU-LI-ETTE!” We hear along with the thrashing of brush. Then the onslaught of noise hits me with the same force as Eliza’s magic. I keep my eyes closed, reveling in my unappreciated hearing and sense of smell as Jason comes sliding up to our little group. Little clods of dirt speckle me, but I won’t open my eyes; can’t. Not yet. Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions
Growls, and shouting make it hard to understand what anyone is saying. The one absolute is the tingles rushing over my whole body. I have my mate bond back. I sink into Ben and let my emotions flow. I don’t know the last time I cried over anything. I didn’t even have time to mourn my parents. I couldn’t turn this off even if I wanted to.
“I’ve got you, mate.” He purrs in my ear and I wrap my arms tighter around him, burying my nose in his neck, his warm scent is the only comfort I need right now.
“I can feel you again.” I sob through the link, gripping his shirt tighter. “I didn’t know how much I needed that.”
“Me too, Love, me too.” The sentiment causes a fresh wave of tears.


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