Eve stood still and tried to find her center.
The bond came first....always did now, warm and immediate. All three of them were there in different frequencies. Damian like steady ground under her feet. Damon restless, fidgeting even when he was sitting perfectly still somewhere. Silas far away but constant, this low hum she'd learned to hear without actually hearing it.
Then she went deeper.
Past the bond. Past everything that had happened in the last few months.
There was something older underneath. Something that had been there before New York, before the pendant, before she'd known any of this was real.
The thing that used to pull people toward her in clubs without her meaning to. That made men lean closer when she talked. Made women watch her cross a room. Made the whole space feel different when she walked into it, like she'd shifted gravity somehow.
Her nature. Just hers. From before she'd had a word for it.
"There," Raphael said quietly.
