Raula
Our bond is hella strong now. I can't shut it off. It's like a troglodyte newsfeed. Find. Kill. Destroy.
He's getting closer every second.
I called him. I did it without hesitation. Ulfred will come for me, and am sure he will.
He'll know he's walking into a trap. This isn't high quality plotting the Byrnes are doing. It's about what you'd expect from males who get their heads knocked around for a living.
At first, in the panic of the moment, I worried the bond wouldn't work, but it's not delicate anymore. It's as sturdy as a sweet potato vine. Tender and new, yes, but when I reach out, Ulfred's there. All of him. Like I'm a glass bottom boat in his brain.
I don't think he's entirely aware. If he was, he'd hide some stuff.
