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Chapter 6

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EZRA

The knock on Kieran's door came out softer than I meant it to. It was barely a tap. The hallway was still dark, that gray half-light before dawn that makes everything feel heavier. There was no answer, of course. He never answered.

I pushed the door open anyway, slowly, like I was walking into a room that might bite.

Inside it was the same mess of shadows and scattered toys. Kieran was already sitting up in bed, sheets pulled tight around his waist, back pressed hard against the headboard.
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    KIERAN“I…was dreaming.”The words came out soft and cracked. Like they belonged to someone else.My eyes blinked open slowly and the room spun a little. I looked around to see gray light from the window, rain still tapping softly outside. Where was I? I wasn’t in my bed or my room. The sheets tangled around my legs felt different and foreign.Ezra stood there, staring down at me. His face twisted in anger and disbelief. He was shaking. Shirtless with his skin pale in the morning light. Shorts hanging low on his hips low enough that I could see the V of his muscles dipping down. The trail of dark hair leading lower. His hands balled into fists at his sides. Chest rising and falling fast. Like he was fighting something.God, he looked good like this. Scared. Exposed. Mine.But how did I get here?The thought hit like fog rolling in so thick and confusing. I remembered thunder, I remembered waking up with a gasp, remembered flinching. Running to his room because the noise hurt my ears.

  • Breed Me A God   Chapter 7

    EZRAThree days slipped by without another word about that morning.No more awkward silences in the bathroom. No more flushed cheeks or hidden sheets. Kieran simply went back to the way he had been before — playing with his blocks until they toppled, pushing the little cars along the carpet with soft vroom sounds under his breath, tugging at my sleeve when he was hungry or when the meds tasted bitter. Hell, he crawled into my lap one time, resting his head against my chest like it was nothing. I let him stay there. I told myself it was part of the job. Comfort. Routine. Normal.And everytime he did something that freaked me out, I thought of the money. So I kept going. I smiled when he reached for me. I wiped his mouth when food smeared across his chin. I reminded myself every night that I was almost a few weeks closer to being done.Tonight the rain came down hard.It started in the late afternoon and never let up. Heavy drops beat against the windows, loudly, the kind of sound that

  • Breed Me A God   Chapter 6

    EZRAThe knock on Kieran's door came out softer than I meant it to. It was barely a tap. The hallway was still dark, that gray half-light before dawn that makes everything feel heavier. There was no answer, of course. He never answered.I pushed the door open anyway, slowly, like I was walking into a room that might bite.Inside it was the same mess of shadows and scattered toys. Kieran was already sitting up in bed, sheets pulled tight around his waist, back pressed hard against the headboard. His hair stuck out in every direction, blond strands catching the faint light from the window. He looked... normal. Too normal for a second that it had me blinking hard. He looked like a guy who'd woken up too early. Then his eyes flicked to me with that vacant and wide look and he yanked the sheet higher, clutching it like it was the only thing keeping him safe.“Morning,” I said, keeping my voice light and casual. Like this was routine. “Time to get up. Breakfast in a bit, but first... uh, l

  • Breed Me A God   Chapter 5

    KIERANThe pills always left a film on my tongue.Bitter, chalky and clinging. I could still taste it when I ran my teeth over the back of my mouth. I remembered the doctors saying something about how the bitterness meant they were working, but I knew better, it meant they were still in me. Still eating at the edges of what was left of my thoughts.I sat up slowly, pressing a hand to my face. The room smelled like sugar and plastic—blocks, stuffed animals, and those stupid colors that screamed for attention in the dark. Toys everywhere like a fucking child’s room. They thought it helped me. Grounding, Lilian called it. But it wasn’t grounding. It was drowning.I swung my legs off the bed, the marble floor cold under my feet. For a second, the world tilted sideways and nausea hit hard. I should’ve spat the pill out earlier. Should’ve shoved it under my tongue until I could hide it. But I’d been tired. Tired and slow and didn’t even know why I would want to do that.That’s how they want

  • Breed Me A God   Chapter 4

    EZRAMorning came too fast.I’d barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I swore I could hear something moving outside my door—soft steps, a floorboard creaking, a faint hum that could’ve been the wind but didn’t feel like the wind. When the sun finally bled through the curtains, I sat up on the bed with a groan, my bones already heavy.“Day two,” I muttered, dragging a hand down my face. “Congratulations, Ezra. You’re still alive.”I wanted to laugh at myself, but all I could do was yawn and force myself upright. The contract still burned in my mind, thirty days on that damn electronic lock. Thirty days of babysitting a man who wasn’t really a man but wasn’t a child either. Thirty days for ten thousand dollars.I shuffled to the kitchen, started breakfast like Lilian’s neat little notes told me to. Eggs, toast, fruit. Something simple. My stomach twisted just smelling it, because I knew who I had to take it to.Kieran.When I carried the tray toward his room, I hesitated outside th

  • Breed Me A God   Chapter 3

    EZRAThe first thing I noticed when I woke up was the silence but it wasn’t the good kind, or the peaceful, birds-chirping, Sunday morning kind. This was filed with silence, like someone had pressed their hand over the whole house and told it not to breathe.“Jesus Christ,” I muttered, rubbing my face. My mouth tasted like metal, my back hurt from sleeping wrong, and my stomach was a pit of nerves. For a second I thought about just packing up and leaving—money or not, this wasn’t worth my sanity. But then I remembered Lilian’s face, her voice reminding me about the contract. I’d signed my life away for a paycheck.Dragging myself to the door, I froze.Something was sitting right outside.A tray.Porcelain plate, silver dome, glass of orange juice sweating against a napkin.I groaned under my breath and pushed my hair back. “Okay, creepy hotel service, great.”I picked it up and carried it inside, the metal dome clinking as I lifted it. Eggs. Toast. Sausage. It looked normal… too damn

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