ACROSS THE DEPTHS OF THE UNIVERSE

the bond .

****author's pov***

The kingdoms of the four elemental kings, each isolated in their own domain. Their realms reflect their powers: a fiery castle for All.

Alexander Knox sat near the window of his castle, the flickering light of the flames casting shadows on his chiseled features. His fiery red hair glowed like embers, his eyes staring into the distance, lost in memories of a time long past. He could still see her, Elanora, standing before him with her enigmatic smile, her eyes alight with a fire that matched his own.

Alexander whispered murmuring to himself
“Elanora… Why did you leave us? Why did you hide the truth?”

His fist clenched as he thought of Zelerious, the Dark Lord who had claimed her first. The idea of Elanora as the Dark Queen cut through him like a blade, the betrayal stinging worse than any burn. Yet, his love for her was undeniable, a flame that refused to be extinguished.

Alexander spoke , his voice filled with determination “I will find you, Valeria. I will make you remember what we shared. The fire between us can never be quenched.”

Kian Zester sat on a rock by the ocean, the waves lapping gently at his feet. The sound of the water soothed his restless heart, yet his thoughts were anything but calm. He stared out over the endless expanse of water, remembering the way Elanora’s laughter had sounded, like the sweetest melody carried on the breeze.

Kian (softly, voice tinged with sadness):** 
“Elanora… or Valeria, whoever you are now… why didn’t you trust us? We could have protected you.”

He closed his eyes, feeling the pull of the water, the way it resonated with his emotions. His love for her was as deep as the ocean, his pain just as vast. He could still feel her presence, like a ripple in the water, reminding him that she was out there, somewhere.

Kian spoke , his voice determined
“I will find a way to reach you. No secret can keep us apart forever.”

Jerone Kyle soared through the sky, the wind whipping through his hair. The cold air matched the chill in his heart, his thoughts as turbulent as the storm clouds gathering above. Unlike the others, his memories of Elanora were tainted with bitterness. Her betrayal was a wound that had never healed.

*LJerone (thinking to himself, voice cold) 
“You lied to us, Elanora. You were our mate, yet you hid the truth. The queen of Zelerious, the Dark Lord. How could we ever trust you again?”

The wind howled around him, mirroring the fury in his heart. Jerone’s love for Elanora had turned to ice, hard and unforgiving. He had once worshipped the ground she walked on, now he cursed her name with every breath.

Jerone was angry as always

“I will never forgive you. If you think you can come back and pretend the past never happened, you’re wrong. I will make you face your betrayal.”

Asher Ihor lay on his bed of furs, his wolf eyes staring up at the ceiling of his stone chamber. The wildness of the forest called to him, but today he found no solace in its embrace. His thoughts were filled with Elanora, his mate, the one who had bound him with a connection deeper than blood.

Asher (speaking softly, voice like a growl)
“Elanora, why did you leave us? Why didn’t you trust us with the truth?”

He could still feel the pull of the mate bond, even though it was faint, like a distant echo of a song. His connection to the earth and the wilds was strong, but his bond with Elanora had been stronger. Even now, as Valeria, he could sense her presence, like a scent carried on the wind.

Asher said , determined,  his voice low
“I will find you, Valeria. You are mine, no matter what name you go by, no matter who you once were. The wolf does not forget its mate.”