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chapter thirty-one

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Aiden

I don’t mean to follow her. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.

I stepped away from the fire because I needed space—or maybe it was the bloody noise, or the mixed sea of scents clinging in the air, and Levi’s odd interest in Astrid. Something I’m still trying to get my head around.

I’ve been trailing her the moment she slipped into the dark. It’s down to that strange shift in the air the second she sat beside me, the way her presence thinned, like she was slipping right through my fingers the instant she stood up…

Now I’m here, in the shadows by the bleachers, and she’s standing just ahead. The scent hits me first, unfiltered. No smoke, no beer, just her—vanilla, coconut, and something else. Something wild. Something captivating that I bloody well want a taste of.

My footsteps—silent, nearly inaudible thanks to years of practice with Lucas—eat up the distance slowly. Her back’s turned, giving me the perfect vantage point as I drink her in: long, curly red hair piled int
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  • Bound by secrets, Broken by love   chapter thirty-three

    Astrid“I’m heading off to bed,” I text Eva.Three bubbles hover beside her name immediately. My phone pings afterward. Eva: Something’s up. Do you need me to come along?”Me: My back hurts like hell, think I’ve played enough of my ‘honorarium role'. The bubbles hover for a while then stop. With a sigh, I rise up, about to leave when I catch her staring at me. Normally I’d do anything to throw off the tension but right now I’m too tired to care. I look away.“Goodnight.” My voice drops to a raspy sound as I whisper to Harry. His fingers curl around mine but I gently pull them away.“I’ll walk you back then,” Harry offers.“No.” I say firmly. His eyes widen slightly and I turn around before he sees how foggy my eyes are, the torn fragile demeanor threatening to break me.My steps are fast, way too fast. The kind of fast you walk when you’re about to break and you want to make sure you don’t do it in front of anyone.I can feel their stares burn into my back, those of confusion and ma

  • Bound by secrets, Broken by love   chapter thirty-two

    AstridNervous doesn't even cut it when it comes to describing my situation. My hands are stretched towards the warmth of the flames, but it does very little to calm me. If anything, it only makes me more aware of how tight my chest is in that way that makes you think it's about to burst, each beat louder than the last.Eva's voice drones beside me, my gaze fixed lazily on red, blue, and golden hues swirling together. I trace the center of my lips vertically, and I feel my cheeks heat up.My eyes shut, the feel of his lips replaying in my head. Warm, seductive, and sinfully delicious in its own right. My breath catches in my throat, thighs pressed together as I grip my chair harder.“Goddess...” I sigh lazily.The weight of his body against mine; a beautiful frame of hard, rigid muscles, one that both intimidated and tempted me. The strength of his grip... I shut my eyes tighter. Only the goddess knows what those hands are capable of—“Astrid.” Eva's voice cuts into my imagination as

  • Bound by secrets, Broken by love   chapter thirty-one

    AidenI don’t mean to follow her. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.I stepped away from the fire because I needed space—or maybe it was the bloody noise, or the mixed sea of scents clinging in the air, and Levi’s odd interest in Astrid. Something I’m still trying to get my head around.I’ve been trailing her the moment she slipped into the dark. It’s down to that strange shift in the air the second she sat beside me, the way her presence thinned, like she was slipping right through my fingers the instant she stood up…Now I’m here, in the shadows by the bleachers, and she’s standing just ahead. The scent hits me first, unfiltered. No smoke, no beer, just her—vanilla, coconut, and something else. Something wild. Something captivating that I bloody well want a taste of.My footsteps—silent, nearly inaudible thanks to years of practice with Lucas—eat up the distance slowly. Her back’s turned, giving me the perfect vantage point as I drink her in: long, curly red hair piled int

  • Bound by secrets, Broken by love   chapter thirty

    Astrid One word: awkward. I don’t know what else to call it. Sitting beside Aiden feels like walking on a tightrope—only instead of a safety net, I’ve got a broken scent mask and thoughts that won’t stop yapping. My back’s ramrod straight, my face blank, but my brain? It’s a full-on whirlwind. Did I spray enough perfume? Can he catch my real scent regardless? What if he already has and is pretending? Would he hate me? Every inch of me is wound tight. I can feel the warmth radiating off him; it makes the air feel too thick to even inhale. His shoulder doesn’t touch mine, but it’s close enough that I can feel the tension. The space between us buzzes with alluring danger, like it’s alive. I sit nervously for about ten minutes before I blurt out, “I need to use the bathroom.” I don’t wait for a response or any form of acknowledgment as I get up and half-run toward the restroom. I only slow down when the glow of the bonfire fades behind me. Then I stop halfway and head to

  • Bound by secrets, Broken by love   chapter twenty-nine

    Astrid I drop to my knees, scrubbing my arms, legs—everything—against the damp spot before it dries up. I even snatch a pair of leggings off the floor and scrub harder but it's useless. “Come on, come on,” I hiss. It feels like I’m caught in a spiral. One moment I’m celebrating a hard-won victory, and the next, I’m on all fours, scrubbing my rug like a freaking maid. Imagine hopping out of one problem just to land face-first in another—all in one day. Classic Astrid. I glance at the time. It’s 5:30 a.m. Just great. I can’t even take a shower. If I do ,whatever faint trace of false scent still clings to me will be gone, and I need it to hold out through the day. I mean, I have a freaking test to write. So yeah, I’ll just skip showering for one day. Just one sweaty, paranoia-filled, stress-soaked day. I grab my phone and dial my mom. One ring. Two rings. It goes straight to voicemail. Of course, she’s in a meeting. Or sleeping. Or just ignoring my call, which honest

  • Bound by secrets, Broken by love   twenty-eight

    AstridThe arena is almost empty now, just the quiet buzz of distant conversations and the occasional echo of footsteps bouncing off the high walls. The tension of the fight has long since passed, but my pulse still thrums like I’m stuck in that moment, like my body hasn’t realized it’s over.I should feel proud. I won. I won. But instead, there’s a tight knot in my chest that just won’t go away.The sound of boots crunching toward me makes me turn.Coach.His lips are set in something between a half smile and a frown. He’s never liked me, not really. Always finding a reason to frown at my form, sigh at my hesitation, complain about my lack of instinct.I brace myself for whatever criticism he’s about to throw at me this time.“You did well today new girl,” he says.My brows shoot up and I sit up. The switch-up is just… wow.“Sorry, I didn’t quite hear you,” I say just for the fun of watching his lips twitch.“You heard me,” he mutters.I bite my lip, suppressing a smirk. “All credit

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