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Aria ran. Her feet tore through roots and dirt, lungs burning, every breath shallow and ragged. But no matter how far she fled, the bond clung to her-- an invisible chain coiled around her ribs, pulling, tugging, dragging her back towards him. The fever only worsened. Her skin seared where the mark had taken root, a jagged sigil stretched across her wrist and creeping up her arm and shoulder. Every throb sent lightening through her veins, hot and unbearable. She pressed her palm against it, but the heat only pulsed harder, as though it mocked her attempts to silence it. "Run all you like," Kael's voice whispered, low and rough, curling through her head like smoke. She stumbled, clutching a tree trunk, heart hammering. His voice wasn't real--couldn't be--but it threaded through her thoughts, coiling around her fear with wicked intimacy. "You'll tire before I do. You'll break before I bend. The bond won't let you rest, little flame." Her knees gave out, and she collapsed onto the moss, clutching her arms around herself. She wanted to scream, wanted to rip the mark from her flesh, but every second the fever spread, it twisted into something else. Heat. Need. Her eyelids grew heavy despite her panic. Exhaustion dragged her under. And Kael followed her into her dreams. --- The forest melted away, and she stood in darkness, breathless. Shadows pressed close, heavy and alive, but instead of suffocating her, they stroked her skin like velvet. She shivered. "Do you feel me?" His voice came from everywhere , echoing in her chest, sliding down her spine. She spun, searching, but the shadows thickened, parting just enough to reveal him. Kael stepped out of the void, eyes burning molten, lips curved in smile too sharp to be kind. "You can't outrun what's inside you," he said, closing the distance with slow deliberate strides. Her body betrayed her again. Her legs refused to move, her breath caught in her throat. And when his hand rose--fingers brushing the edge of the glowing mark on her wrist--she moaned softly, shame mixed with raw, uncontrollable need. The mark blazed under his touch. "See?" he murmured. " You burn for me as I burn for you." She shook her head, but it was weak, unconvincing. The shadows swirled around them, wrapping her like chains, like hands. Her fear tangled with desire, a dizzying storm that left her trembling. "You want to fight me," Kael said, leaning close, lips a breath away from hers. "But the bond doesn't care for your lies." Her throat went dry. "This isn't real." He smiled, wicked and hungry. "It feels real enough." When his mouth crashed against hers, the dream dissolved into fire. His kiss wasn't gentle--it devoured, it demanded, it claimed. Her body arched against him, desperate for relief from the fever that had been eating her alive since the bond formed. Every brush of his lips sent sparks racing down her veins, lighting her nerves ablaze. The dream blurred--his hands gripping her hips, dragging her against him, shadws tangling around her wrist like restraints, her voice breaking into breathless cries that echoed in the void. Fear and desire melted together until she couldn't tell them apart. When he pulled back,his mouth grazed her ear. "Mine. Always." -- Aria jolted awake, gasping. Sweat slicked her thigh and back, her chest heaving, her body still trembling from phantom touches. Her dream clung to her like smoke, too vivid to dismiss, too raw to forget. Then she saw it. The sigil burned brighter now, crawling up her arm in intricate lines, glowing like molten sliver. Her skin pulsed with every heartbeat, the heat unbearable. "No," she cried, clutching her arm. But the bond didn't care for her pleas. It was spreading, claiming, sealing. And Kael's voice lingered in her mind, velvet and cruel, as though he'd branded it there forever. Mine. Always. Aria stared at the glowing mark, horror and hunger warring in her chest, and realized the truth she had feared since the moment their eyes met-- She wasn't escaping him. Not in this life. Not in any.The spiral did not end.It unfolded.Stone peeled away into something older than architecture, older than intention—walls becoming ribs, sigils sinking beneath layers of obsidian-like material that pulsed faintly, as though the prison itself had grown a heartbeat.Kael slowed, instinct screaming.“This isn’t a chamber,” he murmured.“No,” Aria replied quietly.Her voice echoed wrong—deeper, fuller, as if the space was answering her back.“It’s a womb.”The shadows around Kael reacted sharply, bristling, not in fear—but recognition. They clung tighter to his frame, bending inward as though bracing for pressure.The descent stopped.They stood at the threshold of a vast hollow—too symmetrical to be natural, too alive to be made.At its center hovered a structure that was not a structure at all.A knot of magic.Layered, folded, looping into itself—like countless awakenings compressed into one impossible singularity.Aria’s breath caught.“Oh…”The bond flared—not painfully this time, bu
The prison did not collapse.It locked down.The moment Aria’s restraints shattered, the Covenant’s failsafes triggered—ancient, patient systems snapping awake like something that had been waiting centuries for an excuse.The lights died.Not dimmed.Died.Blue sigils along the walls inverted, bleeding into deep crimson as the air thickened, heavy with suppressive force.Aria stiffened in Kael’s arms.“Kael—” she gasped, fingers digging into his coat. “They’re sealing the wing.”He felt it too.Not just doors closing—space folding, corridors re-routing, reality being bent into a controlled maze.The Covenant did not build prisons.They built containment sanctuaries.Kael turned slowly, shadows curling tighter around them both.“Can you walk?” he asked softly.Aria nodded, though her legs trembled.“I think so. My magic’s still—” she winced, breath hitching. “—coming back.”Kael didn’t hesitate. He scooped her up again.“Then don’t push it.”The bond pulsed between them, no longer fran
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Kael felt her fear before he felt the walls.It came through the bond like a blade dragged across his ribs—sharp, panicked, contained. Not fading. Not gone.Caged.His vision burned silver as the Covenant corridor split open beneath his magic.Stone cracked.Runes screamed.The dampening field flared once—then shattered as shadow surged outward from him, devouring the light like it had been waiting to do exactly this.Kael didn’t slow.Didn’t think.Didn’t breathe.Every step forward was fueled by one singular truth:They took her.A pair of Covenant sentries appeared ahead—white armor, silver inlays, weapons already raised.“Stand down!” one shouted. “You are entering restricted—”Kael lifted his hand.Shadow erupted.The hallway imploded.When the dust cleared, both men were embedded in the walls, unconscious, their weapons twisted into useless scrap.Kael walked through the wreckage without looking back.The bond pulled him left—hard.He followed.Pain lanced through his chest as a
Aria woke to cold.Not the kind that bit or burned, but the kind that muted everything—sound, sensation, even thought.Her cheek rested against stone, smooth like glass and humming faintly under her skin.A pulse.A beat.Not hers.She exhaled shakily as memory slammed back:The forest.Kael’s roar.Hands dragging her.Light splitting around her body.The bond screaming—then nothing.Aria pushed herself upright.Chains rattled.She froze.Her wrists were wrapped in metal cuffs engraved with thin lines of silver—not pretty, not ornamental.Restraints designed to dull magic, to sever her connection to anything outside this room.Outside of him.Her chest tightened.The bond felt—wrong.Faint.Muted.Like someone had wrapped thick hands around her heart and was slowly squeezing.She pressed a fist to her sternum.“Kael…” she whispered.The room didn’t echo.Of course it didn’t.This place wasn’t built to let anything escape.A voice drifted through the quiet like silk sliding over sk
The rain didn’t ease. It only grew heavier—fat droplets pounding the leaves in a steady, unbroken roar that drowned out almost everything. Almost. Because Aria still heard it. That soft hum. That pulse. That whisper of power moving through the air like a blade dragged across silk. Kael must have felt it too. His shadows coiled instinctively around her, tightening like armor as they pushed deeper into the forest. Every step they took away from the awakened shard seemed only to sharpen the presence stalking them. Varuun walked several paces behind, unusually silent, eyes glowing faintly beneath his hood. “We’re being followed,” Aria whispered. Kael didn’t look back. “No. She’s not following.” His jaw clenched. “She’s already here.” The clearing ahead of them split open with light. Not white. Not gold. But the cold, luminous blue of crackled moonstone. Aria’s breath stilled. Kael’s grip on her waist hardened. Varuun sighed. “Well. She’s in a dramatic mood today.” A fig







