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Chapter 9: The Echo and the Inferno

Autor: RYAN STONE
last update Última actualización: 2025-10-12 07:28:07

LYRA

My bedroom is silent in a manner that's louder than the slamming door. It's screaming in my ears, a shrieking echo of what has just happened… of what I let him do, what I did. I'm leaning against the rough wood, my breath coming in irregular, ragged gasps, and my fingers are at my mouth. They're burning. Actually burning, like his mouth branded me. I can still taste him… pine, night, and something dark and sweet, something that's just Kael… and it's everywhere, sunk into me. I scrub at my mouth with the back of my hand, hard, until the skin burns, but it doesn't help. The heat just spreads, down my throat, into my chest, a slow, throbbing ache that feels like betrayal.

"It meant nothing," I whisper to the vacant room, my voice low, the words a lie even to my own ears. "Just a strategy. Another means of breaking me."

But my body does not care. It's vibrating, alive, remembering the implacable wall of his chest under my hands, the bruising but possessive manner in which his hands g
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