MasukIvara's POVI blinked rapidly at Xlynor.He filled my entire field of vision, and my lungs seemed to forget what they were supposed to do. With him this close, staring at me like that, the air just—left my lungs, and my thoughts froze.Why the hell was he even bringing this up right now, of all moments?A slow, knowing smirk curved his mouth. “Breathe,” he whispered.I swallowed instead, dragging my gaze away from his. I stared at the vanity like I had found something there that required urgent attention.“Kissing… kissing partners? Doesn't that sound a little too intimate to you? I—you can't just use that as compensation.” I pressed my lips together.“I want it as compensation. And it's only the top of the list.” He shrugged like we were discussing the weather.“That…” I swallowed. “That still sounds like a very efficient way to share bacteria. If you think a—”“Oh, you don't want to start with that argument.” A single brow lifted. “As far as I'm concerned, we've already shared plent
Ivara's POVI exhaled and switched the dryer back on, working it through my hair section by section. My arm gave out faster than I expected, aching within minutes, but I pushed through anyway, trying to rush the rest before my strength disappeared completely.Half my hair was still soaked when my arm finally refused to cooperate any further. It trembled, and then the dryer almost slipped from my hand.I gritted my teeth and tried to keep going just to get the worst of the moisture out, but the dryer felt like it was made of something denser than metal.Frustration boiled over before I could stop it, and without thinking, I flung the dryer away with what little strength left in me, not bothering to look where it went.“Can't you consider me? Can't you see I'm trying? Why do you have to be so useless and so mean,” I muttered.I didn't know if I was referring to my arm, myself or the dryer. I braced my elbow against the vanity and dropped my face into my palm.My head spun, and I found i
Ivara's POVThe reflection staring back at me looked like something that had already given up. I had just finished dressing up when I decided to find out exactly what I looked like. Unfortunately, the mirror was not being kind.I looked so sickly and exhausted. I cupped my face in both hands and pouted at it, as if that could shame it into looking better.“Can't I at least die beautiful?” I asked the mirror. “Is that too much? Why do I have to look this bad, huh?”No answer. Why did I even think I could get one?A sigh slipped out of me as I leaned forward until my forehead pressed against the glass. It was cool against my skin, which felt like the only cool thing left in the world right now.I knew I was dying. That part didn't scare me half as much as the not-knowing when — the idea that I could just collapse at any moment, mid-sentence, mid-breath, with no warning at all.I was staring death dead in the face, and the worst part wasn't even the dying. It was dying having done nothin
Xlynor's POVGetting to the study just to make a call had taken longer than it should have. It was the only place I could be sure of my privacy.I had dismissed Kali earlier because Ivara was with me, then spent the next stretch of time figuring out how to get some privacy.I finally found a way, but I had to run Ivara a cold bath, then wrap the cut on my own palm. It wasn't going to heal itself, with or without Ivara.Only after both of those were handled did I finally get a free minute to deal with Kali, who decided when and how to respond to me.I put a call through, and she picked up… eventually. Probably after staring at my name and considering if picking up was actually worth it?“Your lordship,” she said, honeyed and insufferable. “To what do I owe the honor of your attention and this impromptu summons?”I sucked in my teeth, honestly not in the mood for her false formality. “Do you take pleasure in grating on what's left of my patience, priestess Kalindra?” I started, struggli
Xlynor's POVThe other thing gnawing at me was the shift in Ivara's symptoms. Yesterday she'd been cold, constantly murmuring about it in her sleep and curling into herself like she couldn't get warm no matter what I did. But today she was burning, practically radiating heat through my own skin. It felt like she was being heated from the inside.None of it lined up. Was this the bloodshield? The residual effect of Kali's mind-core penetration? Or just an ordinary fever for whatever she was— if her kind even got those? Because this didn't feel ordinary. Heat rolled off her skin in waves, too intense to be dismissed as a simple fever.Above all, I needed her away from me before Kali called or showed up. I couldn't have a conversation with Ivara draped over me like a second skin — except getting her to let go didn't seem to be an option currently on the table.I exhaled and pulled the ice pack from her forehead, reaching for the cup instead, and guiding the straw toward her lips.Her eye
Xlynor's POVHer cinnamon scent had wrapped itself around every rational thought in my skull and was steadily unraveling them one by one. I needed distance. My body wasn't listening to me, my pheromones were spiking without permission, and I hated that I couldn't do anything… that I wasn't in control.To think that she wasn't even trying. She had no idea what she was doing to me.“Gosh. You've got a temper on you for someone so weak right now,” I muttered, forcing my voice to remain normal and unaffected. “Like the bed's going to swallow you whole,” I added.“It feels like I'm being cooked in a microwave,” she mumbled against my shoulder. “And that bed makes it worse. Just lay me on the floor, Xlynor… I like it better.”I stepped back from the bed instead of arguing further, and rather than lowering her to the ground, I shifted her from the cradle of my arms and up pulled her up against me properly, her legs locking around my waist, arms hooked around my neck, my own arm banding aroun
IVARA What had just happened? One second, I was waiting for Adrian in the park, the next? I was here, half-conscious in some confinement.Confinement? A fvcking confinement! My eyes widened. What?I dragged myself up, my legs wobbling as the room spun around.“No, no.” I whispered, I couldn't poss
Xlynor's POVOf course, Isagi would always find a way to piss me off. Even though he knew how much I hated being called brother by him, he still did it. Always insisting that since both our mothers were demigoddesses, we were siblings.“Don’t fucking call me that,” I scowled.Isagi pouted dramatica
IVARANo, this shouldn't be happening. Not after everything I went through just to escape.“Father!” I yelled, struggling with the guards who were trying to rip my clothes off me. Of course, they'd obey him, the almighty Gamma.Father stopped in his tracks, then spun around. Even the guards paused.
IVARA“What makes you think you should eat that when you didn’t spend a dime on it?”“You're useless!”“You should be dead! I blame Loyd for bringing this crap into our world!”“Look around, does anyone here live without a wolf? Even the Omegas are above you!” My stepmother, Maybelline’s insults an







