Eve became aware gradually, in layers.
The first layer was warmth.....deep, encompassing warmth that seemed to radiate from somewhere inside her chest outward through her entire body. Not the heat of fever or exertion, but something that felt like lying in perfect sunlight after a long winter.
The second layer was connection....a sense of presence that went beyond physical proximity. She could feel them. All three of them. Not vaguely, not as a general awareness, but specifically and completely. Damian's tactical mind processing multiple priorities simultaneously somewhere below her. Damon's restless energy moving through the grounds. Silas's steady, grounding certainty approaching from the hallway.
The bond. The completed bond.
The third layer was the mark.
