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The Pits.

Penulis: Sheridan Hartin
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-07 23:02:26

Layah

It’s been two days since I was attacked. We moved ahead of schedule thanks to the quick getaway everyone had to make and now we’re setting up camp about two hours from the pits that the hellhounds call home. Dylan has been overly protective, and I won’t say I hate it, because I don’t. He’s actually been very useful and resourceful. He’s made it his own personal position to scout any new area. With his heightened sense of smell and hearing he’s very good at picking up on things the rest of us can’t. Everyone is the group has really taken a liking to him and truthfully, I have too. I enjoy the evenings where he doesn’t ask but just takes it upon himself to sleep curled up around me. I like the conversations we have during the day and the playfulness of our hunts. I was worried a mate bond would distract me from my task at hand, but truthfully, I think now that it’s a good thing. He’s going to help us, all of us get our freedom back.

“So what’s the plan here, doll? Because I reall
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    DylanThere’s a stillness when Layah steps into the center of the clearing. It’s not quiet. The wind still whispers through the trees, birds still call from overhead, and Kai is still muttering beside me about his singed shirt. But everything else, the air, the earth, even the light feels like it’s holding its breath. Then Layah exhales, and her body begins to glow. It starts at her feet, a golden shimmer that races up her legs like morning sunlight. Her boots vanish, and when the light fades, she’s barefoot, toes sinking into the grass as if she belongs to it. A white dress, soft and flowing, wraps itself around her like magic heard her say "something deadly, but make it beautiful." Her blonde hair spills down her back in loose waves, catching the light like spun gold and then the wings appear. Not soft or gossamer. Blades. Huge, multi-coloured translucent wings, sharp as razors and glowing with shifting hues, violet, gold, silver, green. Each edge refracts the light like a prism but

  • The Fierce Little Thing And Her Five Mates   Head to Head

    DylanI’ve never been one to flinch from a fight. Steel, flame, fists, I know those. But this? This is something else entirely. Magic hums under my skin like a second heartbeat. Not mine. Hers. Layah’s. And it’s alive. I stand in the clearing behind the cabin, early morning dew clinging to my boots, while Layah paces in front of me with a look that’s half fond exasperation, half drill sergeant.“Okay,” she says, clapping once. “We start small. Emotion-based manifestation. Think of a feeling, channel it, and release it outward. Don’t aim at anything living.”I nod, inhale deeply, and close my eyes. Feeling. Okay. Easy enough. I think of Layah. Her smile, her scent, her body wrapped around mine the night we bonded. My chest tightens instantly, desire, love, fear. The emotion rises like a wave, swelling behind my ribs and just like that...Boom. A tree ten feet away explodes into a burst of glittery gold vines that rapidly grow up and around it like a bejeweled jungle had a baby with a Ch

  • The Fierce Little Thing And Her Five Mates   Magic Leash.

    Kai is still buried deep inside me, his forehead resting against mine as our breaths mingle, rough and uneven. The grass beneath me is damp with dew and crushed beneath our bodies, but I’ve never felt more grounded. More real. I’m still catching my breath when I hear the sound of someone clearing their throat. Loudly. Deliberately. Kai tenses above me. I freeze. A beat of silence.“Well,” Dylan says, from a very close distance, “I was coming to tell you dessert is ready, but clearly someone already ate.”I groan, covering my face with my hands as heat floods my cheeks.Kai doesn’t even flinch. He just grins wickedly and slowly, obnoxiously, rolls off of me, stretching like a smug cat. “You’re just mad you didn’t get seconds.”“Oh my gods,” I mutter into my hands.Dylan lets out a huff of laughter. “Trust me, I felt enough of it to need a shower. Thanks for the mental images. Truly.”Kai smirks up at him, completely unrepentant. “You’re welcome.”“You’re both the worst,” I mumble, sitt

  • The Fierce Little Thing And Her Five Mates   All In.

    LayahThe moon’s risen high by the time the others finally drift to bed after a full day of planning. We've decided a small group of us with tether portal there to save us time and get us prepared. It'll be a stretch of my magic, but I think I can manage five of us. I find myself out in the cool night air, sitting on the back steps of the house with a blanket wrapped around my shoulders and a storm of thoughts in my head. I hear the door creak behind me and don’t need to turn to know it’s Kai. His steps are unmistakable confident but quiet, deliberate. Like he’s always balancing power and control. Like he knows how much space he takes up and how to soften it. He lowers himself beside me without a word, arms brushing mine. The silence stretches, comfortable for a few heartbeats. Then I speak.“You don’t have to come.”He stiffens beside me, just a little. “To vampire territory?”I nod, staring out at the trees.He’s quiet for a moment. Then, voice low, he asks, “Why are you saying this

  • The Fierce Little Thing And Her Five Mates   Emotional Muzzle.

    LayahThe air is light and happy, exactly how it should be right now. Nanna’s still sparkling with flour, Dylan’s fingers trail glitter, and the tiny illusionary unicorn prances on the kitchen counter like it owns the place. For one fleeting moment, it’s perfect. That is, until Matt walks in. He freezes just inside the door, staring at the unicorn with the haunted look of a man who's seen some shit.“Fuck. Not this again!” he groans, slapping a hand over his eyes like it might shield him from magical trauma. “I still have nightmares about the unicorn from the last time.”We all burst out laughing.“It’s not like the last time,” I say, trying to suppress a grin. “Don’t worry, this one’s just an illusion.”“An illusion that likes to play flour tricks,” Nanna mutters, still dusting powder from her silver curls. “I swear to the gods, if it shits rainbows on my good table...”“What’s that?” Kai interrupts, pointing to the paper in Matt’s hand.Matt hesitates. “Uh... yeah. This came for you

  • The Fierce Little Thing And Her Five Mates   Channeling.

    KaiBy the time we make it back to the house, the sun is high, and my body is aching in the best possible way. Layah walks between Dylan and me, tucked under both our arms, and the bond between us hums like it’s alive. Like it’s feeding off the warmth in her laugh, the brush of her fingers along ours, the echo of last night still lingering on our skin The moment the front door creaks open, peace is shattered by Nanna’s voice booming from the kitchen.“There you are! I swear to the Gods…”She rounds the corner, a flour-dusted wooden spoon in one hand, then halts mid-step. Eyes. Narrow. “What. In the name of fire and bone… is that?”I blink. “What?”She jabs a finger toward my neck. “That, boy. The glowing claw mark painted on your skin like it was left by a rainbow-drunk war god.”Layah stiffens slightly between us, but I squeeze her hand. "It happened last night. When we… when we mated.”Nanna’s already crossing the room. She grips my jaw, tilting my face this way and that, examining

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