Darien
The storm had pinned us down in a shallow cave carved into the northern ridge, snow driving sideways across the mouth of the entrance in sheets so thick I couldn't see three feet beyond it. Cain crouched beside the fire we'd managed to coax from wet wood, his massive shoulders hunched, eyes scanning the white wall of weather. We'd been on our way to meet up with the others but couldn't go any farther tonight.
The mountains had other ideas.
I leaned against the cold stone wall and reached for the bond.
It was there. Faint, stretched by the miles between us, but steady. Leah's heartbeat hummed at the edge of my awareness like a distant song. She was sleeping. I could feel the soft, slow rhythm of it, the way her emotions quieted when she dreamed.
I closed my eyes and let it settl
