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10. No Way in Hell

Author: Crystal Myron
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-04 05:25:09

Aurela

“Stop touching yourself?"

The moment I heard that through the bond link, I knew I couldn’t deceive myself any longer. He was aware.

From afar, I could hear footsteps approaching the tunnels—swift, purposeful. They were coming for me.

I had sent Riven away earlier. I told him I wanted to be alone, that I’d be fine. The truth was, I needed to try relieving the pressure in my own way, hoping maybe I could fight the bond myself.

But who would’ve known he’d feel me?

Even from a distance—he felt me.

My breath caught, my chest heaving from the effort, but I forced myself to move. I had to escape. I couldn’t let whoever he sent find me in this state—weak, exposed, begging silently for relief. If they caught me now, I wouldn’t be able to resist. My body would betray me.

Afterwards—when this was over—I could find him myself.

To reject him.

I used the last bit of strength in me to wipe any trace of Riven from our hideout. I couldn’t expose his existence to them. That w
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