Elara's POV
"Cassian…" I mutter.
He's holding the knob, his gaze on me.
Velora stops halfway close to him. It's like she doesn't believe that he's standing at that spot, and feels her eyes have decided to play pranks on her. I feel the same way, too.
It's like I'm staring at a projection of my imagination. But it isn't.
But his aura, an Alpha's aura, justifies his presence, only that his scent has started changing from that of spices to become more like smoke. Strangely, it's intoxicating but breeds darkness and chaos.
"Al… Alpha." Velora bows, going down on her knees.
He doesn't answer. He doesn't even look at her.
I hear his breath despite the distance we are from each other. It feels like he's breathing in the whole air in the room, making the pressure in the room heavy.
He's here, but I didn't want to believe it.
This isn't an extension of the mindlink.
If he's truly here and it isn't some kind of mindlink, then what brought him?