LOGINThe twig snapped again.Vance didn’t move. He stayed planted in front of her, blade already out, body coiled tight like a spring. Lena pressed closer to his back, heart hammering against his spine. The fresh bite on her neck burned hotter than before, and through the new bond she felt everything he felt, raw determination to protect what was his, mixed with that deep, buried fear of losing another family.She hated how comforting it was.And how overwhelming.His emotions poured into her without warning. Steady strength. Sharp protectiveness. A flash of old grief so sudden it made her breath catch. She gripped the back of his shirt, trying to stay grounded, but the flood kept coming. Every heartbeat of his slammed into her chest like it belonged there now. His need to keep her safe. His terror that he’d fail again. It all hit at once, comforting and crushing.A shadow shifted between the trees, twenty feet out. Not an animal. A man. One of the council’s scouts, cloak pulled low, movin
The forest went unnaturally still.No wind. No night sounds.Just the faint snap of a twig somewhere in the dark.Vance tensed, already reaching for his blade.Lena’s new mark burned hotter.And through the fresh bond, she felt it clearly, cold intent heading straight for them.Not trackers this time.Something worse.Something that already knew exactly where Vance’s new claim was.Miles away, inside the dimly lit border outpost, Kai slammed his fist into the rough wooden table. The map scattered, markers rolling across the floor.He didn’t bother picking them up.His chest twisted again, sharp and familiar, the same strange pull he’d felt the night he first touched Lena’s glowing mark back at the ritual post. It wasn’t an Echo. He knew that much. But it was something. A thread. And right now that thread felt wrong. Twisted. Like someone had taken what was his and marked it.The door banged open.Renn, his most trusted scout, stepped inside, breathing hard, dirt streaked across his fa
“They know about the bond,” Lena whispered. “And they’re coming to break it. Starting with you.”Vance’s grip on her shoulders tightened, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. His eyes flashed with something raw, anger, fear, the same stubborn refusal to lose another family.“Then they’ll have to go through me first,” he growled.Before Lena could answer, he yanked her closer. His mouth found the spot where her neck met her shoulder. This time he didn’t hesitate. His teeth sank in, deep and deliberate, breaking skin in one sharp bite.Pain flared hot and bright. Lena gasped, her hands fisting in his shirt. But the pain didn’t stay pain. It twisted almost instantly into something warm, almost pleasant, spreading through her like liquid fire. The bond surged, snapping into place faster than before, stronger, deeper. She felt Vance everywhere, his heartbeat slamming against hers, his possessiveness flooding her chest, his fear of failing her mixing with the raw need that still linge
Vance turned back toward her slowly. His eyes met hers again, dark and conflicted. For the first time since they’d met, he looked almost unsure.And Lena realized with a sick twist in her gut that whatever had just happened between them wasn’t over.It had only just begun.And this time, she wasn’t sure she wanted it to stop.The silence cracked.Vance crossed the space in two strides and pulled her into a kiss that tasted like anger and need. No questions. No holding back. Just his mouth on hers, hard and desperate, like the dream had stripped away the last of his control.Lena kissed him back with the same hunger. Her hands fisted in his shirt, yanking him down as her body answered before her mind could catch up. Heat flooded her, sharp and immediate. She needed this. Needed him. Now.He pushed her onto the blanket, covering her with his weight. His hands moved fast, rough, shoving clothes aside just enough. When he thrust into her, deep and urgent, Lena gasped against his mouth, th
The space between them vanished.One second Lena was reaching, fingers brushing Vance’s, and the next the dream yanked them together. His mouth crashed into hers, hard, urgent, nothing like the careful distance they kept when awake. She tasted heat and salt and something darker that made her blood rush.Vance didn’t hesitate. His hands gripped her waist, pulling her flush against him as if the real world had never existed. Lena arched into the contact, a soft sound escaping her throat that didn’t sound like her. Every brush of his fingers burned. Every shift of his body against hers sent sparks racing under her skin.He kissed her like he was angry at how much he wanted this, deep, demanding, tongue sliding against hers in a rhythm that made her head spin. Lena gripped his shoulders, nails digging in, pulling him closer. His hands roamed, possessive, sliding up her back, down her sides, gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks she knew she’d feel later.There was no slow build. Ju
“...closer.”The word barely left Lena’s lips before she snapped her mouth shut.Her chest rose sharply.No.That wasn’t her.Vance’s grip tightened on her arm again.“Lena.”This time, there was no calm in his voice.Just warning.That cut through it.Lena blinked hard and dragged her gaze away from the trees. Her body resisted, every instinct pulling her forward, but she forced her feet to stop.Forced her breathing to steady.“I said I smell something,” she muttered, lower now. Controlled.Vance didn’t move.Didn’t look away.He was watching her too closely.“I heard you.”A beat.“You’re acting like you want to chase it.”Her pulse spiked.Too close.“I'm not,” she said quickly.Silence.He didn’t argue.Didn’t agree either.That was worse.“Stay behind me,” he said finally.Not a suggestion.Lena nodded.And obeyed.Because right now…She needed distance.From whatever that was.From herself.They moved fast after that.No more slow tracking.No more quiet observation.Just dista







