Elian's POV
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"This is all my fault." He muttered under his breath as he and Axel stepped out of an Ascension platform leading right outside the mountain the palace was mounted to.
Axel glanced back at him with furrowed brows. "Don't say that, okay? None of this is your fault."
Elian didn't listen and shook his head, his chest heavy. "No, but it is. If I... If I hadn't called you all to the training hall for my own selfish reasons, Lucian wouldn't have gotten pissed and stormed out. He wouldn't have gotten into whatever trouble he's in."
[You need to take a deep breath, fruitcake. Lucian is alive... Can't you still feel your mate bond with him?]
Indeed, he could...
The mate bond between all his mates still thrummed with energy and life, a reminder of the connection he had with each of them.
"Lucian will be fine, Elian." Axel paused just then, turning around and placing both hands on his shoulders. "We just need to find him and the first place to look would be the—"
