Lucian stood at the edge of the training ground, watching Ella spar with a seasoned warrior. Her moves were now fast and strong, her confidence growing every day.But what hurt him most was her smile—the smile she only gave to Damian.

His chest tightened, and his spirit shook. She would never smile like that at him.

He saw Damian step closer, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. Ella laughed, her eyes shining as their spirits connected.

Lucian’s heart ached, his hands clenched. ...