Elias’s POV

The air on the training field felt heavier than usual. Maybe it was the cold. Maybe it was the way Hale was watching everyone with that strict, unreadable face. Or maybe it was because I knew Ronan and I had crossed some kind of line last night and this morning.

Not a bad line, A good one. A warm one. But a line that made everything around us feel different.

Ronan walked beside me. His shoulder brushed mine once, light and intentional. It calmed me and made my heart jump at ...