LOGINARIA'S POV
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.Hi my loves 💜 I’m taking a short holiday break from posting to rest, recharge, and spend time with family. Thank you so much for all the support, comments, and love you’ve shown this story—it truly means everything to me.I’ll be back with new chapters after the holidays. Until then, please take care of yourselves and enjoy the season ✨
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
The forest trembled in the aftermath. Rain pelted the leaves in relentless sheets, and the wind carried the faint, eerie hum of the fully awakened shard. Kael’s shadowed aura flared around him like a living armor, coiling protectively around Aria even as they tried to catch their breath. “Selene knows,” Aria whispered, voice tight. “She’ll come.” Kael’s jaw clenched, fists curling at his sides. His eyes, molten with gold and ember, scanned the trembling forest. “Then we won’t be waiting for her.” A flicker of movement caught Aria’s eye. The shard, now fully active, pulsed like a heartbeat in the clearing, golden veins tracing the cracks that had spread across its surface. Threads of energy spiraled outward, stretching into the trees, as if testing the boundaries of the world around it. Varuun stepped closer, his cloak drenched, hood falling back to reveal an expression both grim and fascinated. “It’s alive… and it’s hungry. That little pulse you just anchored gave it… direction.”
Kael slammed into the Echo with enough force to crack the ground beneath them, shadow bursting outward like a shockwave. But the creature—wearing Aria’s stolen face—absorbed the entire impact without so much as blinking. It didn’t stumble. It didn’t reel. It simply placed a shimmering hand on Kael’s chest and whispered: “You are in my way.” Kael choked on his own breath as if invisible fingers tightened around his lungs. Shadows tore free from his body without his command, siphoned out of him like smoke sucked into a vacuum. “Kael!” Aria screamed. He staggered backward, knees hitting the dirt, chest heaving. His vision blurred. Varuun let out a long exhale. “Well, that answers one question. It’s already connected to her.” Aria spun toward him. “Connected how?!” He gestured lazily at the Echo. “That thing is feeding off your bond with Kael. Like a parasite drawing power straight from the source.” Aria’s blood froze. Kael pushed himself upright, dark magic sparking viole