ログイン~HAZEL~We'd done it.Ashton had made love to me. It was slow, passionate, and so achingly tender that every touch had branded itself into my soul like a mating mark I could never wash away. And just like I'd always feared, it completely destroyed me for life. There was no coming back from this. No one else in any part of the world could ever take his place. No other hands would ever ignite the fire he'd lit inside me after today. No other lips would ever taste like home.How could I recover from this? How could I pretend that I didn't love him with every broken piece of my heart?We dressed in silence beside each other, the air tense with everything we couldn't say. The rain had finally stopped, but our bodies were still wet. Water dripped from the ends of his hair, tracing slow paths down the sharp line of his jaw, and I had to force my gaze away before I did something stupid like reach out and catch those drops with my fingertips. Our clothes clung to us, heavy and cold now that
~ASHTON~What the fuck is wrong with me?Why does every second of this feel like the only thing I've ever wanted? Why do my hands move like they were fucking born to worship her skin, tracing the curve of her waist, gripping her hips like they're the only thing anchoring me to this earth?She's my stepsister.I have a mate waiting somewhere out there in the real world, a girl I'm supposed to claim, supposed to build a life with. But right now, none of that exists. The only thing that exists is Hazel. Her rain-soaked body trembling under mine, her soft gasps cutting through the rain, her eyes wide and dark and burning with the same forbidden fire that's eating me alive.The more I kiss her, the more my hands roam, sliding up her sides, cupping her perfect breasts, thumbing her hardened nipples until she arches into me, the more every consequence disappears. The cameras, the game, the family waiting for me back home. . .all of it fades. All that's left is raw, savage need. I want to
~HAZEL~The cameras flickered back to life, their unblinking red lights piercing the cave, staring straight into my soul. I could feel the weight of viewers settling over us, invisible but suffocating. The promise I'd made to Ashton, the one where I'd given him permission to take what he needed from me to survive this nightmare, kept replaying in my head. I knew it would cost me everything the second we stepped out of this cursed forest. My reputation, my privacy, the fragile pieces of my heart I'd guarded so fiercely. Yet, buried beneath the dread, a vulnerable part of me whispered that surrendering to him might complete me in a way no one else ever could. Ashton, had become my support in this awful game. Giving myself to him felt like both destruction and salvation at the same time. I knew that there was not a single man on this planet I would willingly give myself to. . .except him. To escape this awful place, we had to. . .perform. For the cameras. For the sponsors. For the
~HAZEL~I pressed closer, molding my body against the hardness of his until there was no space left for doubt. My fingers slid into his hair—thick, slightly damp—and I tugged, angling his head down so I could take more. I kissed him like I was starving. Like I'd been waiting years for permission I never thought I'd get.A low sound rumbled in his throat—half groan, half warning. His hands hovered at my waist, fingers flexing, not quite touching, as though he still couldn't believe what was happening. It was all still controlled.I didn't want controlled.I nipped at his bottom lip, sharp enough to make him hiss. His control cracked.Then his hands were on me—big, hot hands clamping around my hips like he'd finally decided to stop pretending. He yanked me flush against him so hard my feet nearly left the ground and a fresh wave of heat surged through me, liquid and shameless.He kissed me back then. Not gently. Not carefully.He devoured.His tongue swept into my mouth, claiming.
~HAZEL~"I know that this conversation might make you uncomfortable," he says, voice rough, as though every word was hard to escape his lips. "And believe me, I wouldn't have brought it up if there was an easier way out of this mess, but I need to get us out of here and it's the only way."My pulse thundered in my ears. "Ashton?" The word came out small, fragile. "Just tell me. What is it you're trying to say?"He kept avoiding it which only made my anxiety even worse. He dragged a hand through his hair, the same hair I'd spent all these weeks pretending not to notice. When he finally met my gaze again, his eyes burned—bright, desperate. Whatever it was that he wanted to say, he was definitely worried about my reaction to it. "Fuck," he growls as he looks out the cave for a few seconds before finally turning around and facing me again. I can hardly breathe at the fire I see staring back at me. Why was he looking at me like that? It was not good for my knees, for my body, for my hea
~HAZEL~Ashton looked as though my question had somehow pained him. I did not understand what I'd asked wrong. He said that I was tight and I wasn't sure if that meant I hurt his fingers. "Fuck no." He growls. "Well yes—and no."He was confusing me. Yes, and no? What was that supposed to mean? He pulled his fingers out and then pushed them back in, distracting me from our conversation. The stretch burned sweetly. My hips rocked forward before I could stop them, chasing the pressure, the fullness. Ashton cursed under his breath."Easy," he warned, but his free hand slid to my hip, steadying me, encouraging me.I couldn't be easy. Not when every drag of his fingers lit me up from the inside. Not when his thumb found my most sensitive spot and circled with devastating precision, as though he was some kind of expert at bringing pleasure to me. Something coiled tighter and tighter in my belly, embarrassingly fast."Ashton—" His name broke on a whimper."I know," he rasped. "I've got yo
~Soul Keeper Headquarters~~Hawk~"What the hell is happening?" I demand from the crew. "You are supposed to keep all those damn creatures away from him!" This was not supposed to happen. It was not part of the plan. The rules clearly stated that Ashton was to be separated from Hazel for an entire
~HAZEL~No.Keep on standing. You need to defeat the beast. You have to if you want to see Ashton again. As the massive creature charges forward once more, its sharp horns aimed directly at my chest, I scream with all the determination inside of me and slam my blade into its thick throat, feeling t
~ASHTON~I place a hand over my chest, surprised to feel my heartbeat pounding rapidly, as if something was wrong. I couldn't quite explain it, but a strange intuition told me that something was happening to Hazel—I couldn't tell what it was but I knew it was bad. She needed me. I knew she did, ev
~HAZEL~It was day five since the incident, and I was in a far worse condition than when I first started. My body was trembling with exhaustion, and the numerous bruises I had sustained from the recent attacks were deeply purple and swollen, making it almost impossible to stand without feeling dizz







