Aiden bursts through the door, the wood frame splintering with the force of his entrance. As he takes in the scene, the two of us naked, joined at the hip and Ava, a mess of sobs and clawing hands, a sloppy mix of ‘told you so’ and protectiveness floods our bond and punches me in the gut. He shoots me a silent, angry glare when he lands on Ava’s new mark before toeing off his boots and stripping down to his boxers. I watch, fascinated, as he shuts his eyes and takes a single deep breath, gathering himself together. In an instant the chaotic mix of his emotions is cut off. He blocked our bond!
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