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Beneath the surface

Author: Sweettiana15
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-11 17:13:55

The deeper I followed Damien into the estate, the more the air seemed to change.

Gone was the polished elegance of the upper floors. Down here, the walls were rough stone, the ceilings lower, and the light dimmer—only torches lit our path, casting warped shadows that crawled across the floor like living things.

Damien said nothing as we walked, I stayed close, not because I trusted him, but because I didn’t trust whatever else lurked in the dark corners of this place.

Finally, he stopped before a set of tall, iron doors that looked older than the estate itself—etched with deep runes and sealed with heavy locks. I felt the magic pulsing off them before I even got close.

He placed a hand on the metal, and the doors opened.

The chamber beyond was vast, circular, and underground. The stone walls curved upward into a vaulted ceiling where thin chains hung, some tipped with hooks, others with empty cuffs. The floor was marked with faded crimson stains, and the scent of old blood linger
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  • Bound by Desire   Blame and Bonds

    It had been a couple days since Mara’s death, and the weight of it still pressed on me. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face, the life drained from her, and I couldn’t help but blame myself. If I hadn’t sided with Damien, maybe… “Lyra.” I looked up to see Connor standing in the doorway. He walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. “I… I keep thinking it’s my fault,” I admitted, my voice tight, choking on the words. “If I hadn’t helped him, she would still be alive.” Connor shook his head, his hand brushing against mine. “No. It’s not your fault.” I looked at him, confused. “How isn’t it my fault? I did exactly what Damien asked. I—” Connor squeezed my hand. “Lyra, listen. That’s just the kind of guy Damien is. He doesn’t care who he hurts, who dies. And he’ll keep doing it. Mara didn’t die because of you. She died because he’s ruthless, because that’s how he controls people.” I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat growing. “Then why can’t we escape?” Connor’s gaze da

  • Bound by Desire   Small moments

    It was afternoon time, Damien and his followers still haven’t returned from yesterday. I was just glad Damien didn’t have me doing anymore dirty work for him. I found Connor leaning against a pillar in one of the empty halls, arms crossed, staring out at the courtyard. When he saw me, a small, easy smile flickered across his face. “Hey,” I said softly, approaching. “Hey,” he replied, stepping aside so I could sit on the stone ledge near him. “You look… better today.” I shrugged, a little embarrassed. “Better than yesterday, maybe. Not sure I feel better inside, though.” Connor chuckled lightly. “Yeah, I get that. I’ve had a few days like that myself.” We fell into an easy silence, watching the sunlight stretch across the courtyard. After a moment, I asked, “Do you ever… think about life before all this? Before Damien?” Connor let out a soft laugh, almost wistful. “All the time. It feels like a lifetime ago. Before this, I was just… normal, I guess. Work, friends, stupid little

  • Bound by Desire   Aftershocks

    The food’s gone cold by the time I realize I’ve been staring at it. Bread. Eggs. Something that smells like meat. I poke at it once with my fork, then let my hand drop back to the table. My stomach twists, not from hunger, but from the memory of silver light crawling under my skin. “Lyra.” I blink. Connor’s standing in front of me, arms crossed, looking annoyed in that quiet way of his. “You’ve eaten, like, three bites.” “I’m not hungry,” I say, pushing the plate away. “That’s what you said yesterday. And the day before.” I shrug. “Guess I’m consistent.” He doesn’t smile. He pulls out the chair across from me and sits, leaning forward. “Okay. What’s going on?” I hesitate, then exhale slowly. There’s no point pretending with him. “Something happened last night,” I say. “With Damien.” Connor’s posture stiffens. “Did he hurt you?” “No,” I say quickly. “I— I hurt him. I think.” His eyes narrow. “Explain.” “I lost control,” I say quietly. Connor leans forward. “What do you m

  • Bound by Desire   The moon doesn’t ask

    I’m awake.Not tossing, not pacing—just staring at the ceiling, counting the cracks in the stone like that’ll keep my mind busy. It doesn’t. My hands still feel wrong. Heavy. My body won’t settle, like it’s waiting for something I can’t see.There’s a dull pressure under my skin. Not pain. Not yet.I sit up, rubbing my palms together. The room is quiet, but the air feels thick. When I swing my legs over the bed, the floor vibrates slightly. I freeze.“What the hell…”The pressure spikes without warning. Heat rushes up my arms, sharp and sudden, and I gasp, grabbing the edge of the bed. Silver light flashes beneath my skin—gone almost as fast as it appears.“No,” I mutter. “Not now.”The door rattles.I don’t touch it. I don’t even look at it. It slams open anyway, cracking against the wall hard enough to splinter the frame. I flinch back, heart racing.Damien steps inside.His eyes lock on me instantly. “Lyra.”“I didn’t do that,” I say quickly, even though we both know I did.He take

  • Bound by Desire   Another test

    We were barely back inside the base when Connor found me. He moved fast—too fast for someone who’d supposedly been “recovering.” His eyes scanned me head to toe, sharp with concern, like he was expecting to find me bleeding out on the stone floor. “Lyra,” he said, gripping my arm gently. “I heard what happened. Are you okay?” I nodded. “I’m fine.” He didn’t look convinced. “They said it got bad out there.” “It did,” I admitted, then forced a weak smirk. “But don’t worry. I’m not dying anytime soon.” That earned a small breath of relief from him. “Good. I—” He stopped himself, glancing around. “I was worried.” Before I could respond, the air shifted. That cold, unmistakable pressure rolled through the hall like a warning. Damien. “That’s enough,” he said smoothly, appearing beside us. His crimson eyes flicked to Connor’s hand still hovering near my arm. “I need her.” Connor stiffened but stepped back immediately, lowering his gaze. Damien turned to me. “Come.”

  • Bound by Desire   When words fail

    “Oh really?” Mara moved closer “And how do you think that’s gonna go?” I tried to speak first. “Mara—wait,” I said, stepping forward, palms open. “We don’t have to—” She moved. Fast. Her fist caught me across the jaw, snapping my head to the side before I could finish the sentence. The taste of blood flooded my mouth as I stumbled back, barely keeping my balance. So much for talking. Everything exploded at once. The clearing erupted into chaos—wolves shifting mid-stride, bones cracking, fur tearing through skin. Vampires blurred through the air, striking with inhuman speed. Snarls and screams collided, echoing through the trees as bodies slammed into one another. I didn’t think. I shifted. The pain ripped through me as my wolf surged forward, silver fur tearing through skin as I dropped to all fours. My senses exploded—blood, sweat, fear, pine, ash. Everything at once. A wolf came at me from the left. I met him head-on, claws tearing into his shoulder as we crashed

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