LOGINThe temple fell quiet after Kai left.Lena stood there, heart still pounding, the bond with Vance humming low and angry in her chest. She could still feel Kai’s presence fading into the trees, the faint thread of his fury pulling away.Vance didn’t move.He just stared at the spot where Kai had been, knife still loose in his hand, jaw locked so tight she could see the muscle jump.The silence stretched.Then it snapped.“You almost went with him,” Vance said.His voice was low.Too low.Lena felt the words hit like a slap across the bond. Her stomach clenched. Not fear. Something sharper. The jealousy wasn’t just in his voice, it was in her chest now, hot and alive, like he had poured it straight into her.Lena turned to face him.“I didn’t.”“You thought about it.”The words landed hard.Lena’s stomach twisted.She felt the jealousy spike through the bond, raw and immediate, mixing with the protectiveness that had kept her alive for weeks.“You think I’m stupid?” Vance continued. “I
The temple had been quiet for too long.Lena felt it before she understood it.She was sitting near the low fire, fingers absently tracing the edge of the blade she’d just cleaned, when something in her chest pulled tight. Not the hunger. Not the bond.Something else.Wrong.She stilled.Then the bond shifted.Lena’s head snapped up.The Echo stirred, not loud, not violent, just aware. Like a door had opened somewhere in the dark and someone had stepped through it.Across from her, Vance didn’t ask.He was already watching her.“What is it?” he said.Lena didn’t answer immediately.She tilted her head slightly, listening, not with her ears, but with that deeper sense she’d learned not to ignore.The forest didn’t sound different.It felt different.Like something had stepped into it… and the world had adjusted.Her grip tightened on the blade.“We’re not alone.”Then a figure stepped out of the darkness. Kai.He looked like hell.Blood crusted along his ribs, face drawn tight with ex
The bond flared again, hotter than before.Lena’s breath caught.Vance’s eyes darkened.The pleasure from the feeding hadn’t faded.It had settled.Deeper.Quieter.More dangerous.And it was already asking for more.Lena pressed her hand to his chest, feeling his heartbeat under her palm.It matched hers now.Perfectly.Vance’s hand came up and covered hers.Not pushing it away.Holding it there.The bond between them burned.And neither of them looked away.That was the problem.The hunger wasn’t roaring anymore.It was quiet.Satisfied.For the first time in days, the metallic taste in her mouth was gone. Her teeth didn’t ache. The sharp edges of her vision and hearing had softened.Lena blinked.“It’s… calmer,” she said.For a second, relief settled.Then something in her chest tightened.Not pain.Absence.Like whatever had been feeding had gone quiet…and her body noticed.Her fingers curled slightly against him.Not reaching.But not still either.Like some part of her was alre
The temple was quiet.Too quiet.Lena’s hand was still pressed to her chest, trying to push down the heat that refused to leave. The bond between them burned hotter than before, alive, aware, asking for more.Vance didn’t move.He stayed leaning against the stone wall, wrist still bleeding a little, eyes locked on her like he was waiting for her to run or break or both.The silence stretched.Then it snapped.Too fast.That was the problem.She knew what this was.Not just want.Not just the bond.Something pulling them past the point where they could pretend this was still a choice.She should have stepped back.She didn’t.Lena crossed the space between them in three steps and kissed him.No words.No asking.Just need.For half a second.he didn’t move.Like he was choosing it.Then he did.Vance met her halfway, rough and desperate, like the feeding had stripped away whatever was left of his control. His hands found her waist and pulled her down onto his lap, bodies pressing toget
Lena woke up on the stone floor with Vance’s arm still around her. For a second she didn’t remember why she was on the ground. They had stopped at water before this. Not long. Just enough to rinse the blood from their hands, their skin. It hadn’t made her feel clean. Just… less marked. Then her body did. Her head felt heavy. Her body felt heavy. Everything felt heavy. She blinked slowly, trying to make sense of the ceiling above her. The temple was quiet, the air cool against her skin. The hunger was gone. Not dulled. Gone. Satisfied. For the first time in days her mouth didn’t taste like metal. That should have felt good. It didn’t. It felt wrong. Like something inside her had been fed and was now waiting for the next time. Vance was still holding her. He hadn’t moved. His breathing was slower than usual. Measured. Like he was forcing it to stay even. His skin looked pale in the dim light, the vein at his wrist still visible where she had bitten him. The mark w
Lena stepped back.“Don’t come closer.”Vance stopped.His hand stayed outstretched, palm up, like he could steady her from three feet away. The bond between them thrummed, feeding her his calm even while her own body turned against her.“I’m fine,” she said.Her voice cracked on the lie.The hunger had teeth now. It pressed against the back of her tongue, metallic and thick, demanding. Her vision sharpened until she could see the vein pulsing in Vance’s neck. Her stomach twisted hard.Vance didn’t move closer, but he didn’t back away either.“Talk to me,” he said.Lena swallowed. It didn’t help. The taste only got stronger.“It’s worse,” she said. “The hunger. It’s not just there anymore. It’s… loud. I can hear your heartbeat. I can smell the blood under your skin.”It wasn’t just smell.It was direction.She knew exactly where to bite.That was the part that scared her the most.Her fingers curled into fists.“I don’t want this.”The words felt weak the second they left her mouth.B
The Echo pulsed again.Vance felt it.Not like a shock.Not like pain.Like something inside his chest had been forced open.His grip on Lena’s waist vanished instantly.He stepped back like she’d burned him.“What did you do?” he demanded.“I told you…I didn’t do anything!”But Lena’s voice shook.
Morning came cold.Lena woke to the faint crackle of the fire, and the stiff ache in every muscle. For a second she didn’t move. The nightmare still clung to her like a bad taste, fingers around her heart, that voice inside her bones.Mine.She shoved the memory away.When she sat up, Vance was alr
High above the valley, a man stood on the edge of a cliff.Wind moved slowly across the stone beneath his boots, carrying the scent of the forest below.He didn’t move.Didn’t blink.His silver eyes were fixed on a single point far beneath him.The trees.Deep in the valley, two figures were moving
The forest stayed silent.Lena’s eyes were still locked on the darkness between the trees.Whatever was out there…it was still pulling at her.Hard.Sharp.Like an invisible thread tied somewhere deep inside her chest.She took one step forward without thinking.“Stop.”Vance’s voice cut through t







