Ace's POV
Watching them laugh fills me with a quiet warmth. I didn't expect Ovelia, Ann, Ray, and I to feel this happiness while on a mission. My fingers brushed against the crumbs of the puff pastry we'd shared, its strawberry, mango, and blueberry flavors lingering in the air.
The sound of Ovelia's giggles—light, melodic—cuts through the air. Still, my fingers twitch involuntarily when I remember that earlier, when Philip jokingly offered to marry her, a hot spike of jealousy stabs my ribs, sharp and sour. My chest had tightened like a coiled spring. Jealousy—sharp and acidic—flared in my gut, and I still don't understand why. Eliana… Ovelia… My thoughts churn, tangled as thorned vines.
Suddenly, a familiar chill crawls up my spine—his magic. My wolf's power hums beneath my skin and the world blurs as a swirling, obsidian-hued dimension materializes in my mind.
▪︎ Dimension Inside My Mind▪︎
