Lahat ng Kabanata ng Tangled In Scales: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Ashwin was lost in thought during dinner.The warm glow of the dining room felt distant, the clatter of utensils and the gentle hum of conversation blending into a dull haze around him. The twins chattered animatedly between bites of food, their excited voices rising and falling in bursts of laughter. Across from him, Ishaan spoke with his mother, his deep voice a steady anchor in the room, while Freya sat with Imara nestled in her lap, feeding the little girl with careful precision. It was a perfect domestic scene—one that Ashwin should have been a part of—but his mind was elsewhere, tangled in questions that refused to leave him alone.Who was Ohas?The name haunted him, slithering through his thoughts like a whisper he couldn’t shake. It had been days since that dream—since that voice had wrapped around him in the depths of his subconscious, calling him by a name he barely recognized.Ashwin gripped his fork tighter, his appetite long

They had been walking for what felt like hours, the dense forest closing in around them with each step. The towering trees blocked out most of the sky, allowing only fragmented slivers of moonlight to pierce through the thick canopy above. The ground was damp beneath their feet, softened by fallen leaves and the occasional gnarled tree root that jutted out like skeletal fingers.The air was thick, humid, laced with the scent of wet earth and the distant, lingering aroma of blooming nightshade. Fireflies flitted around them, their tiny lights flickering like stars caught between the trees. The rustling of unseen creatures in the undergrowth was the only sound aside from their footsteps and the occasional murmured conversation.Kai and Koa had been energetic at first, their small feet pattering against the forest floor as they chattered about what Kal'Raksha would be like. But as time wore on, their enthusiasm waned, their steps growing slower, their little hands tug

The night in Kal’Raksha was unlike anything Ashwin had ever experienced. It was alive, pulsing with an ancient rhythm that he could feel in his very bones. The jungle around them was dense and endless, stretching far beyond what his human mind could comprehend. Every shadow held movement, every rustle a whisper of something unseen. And yet, despite the unfamiliar wildness, he felt no fear.The massive tree they had chosen for shelter was unlike any he had ever seen—its bark a deep obsidian, smooth and cool to the touch, as though time itself had polished it.The roots sprawled out like coiled serpents, thick and twisting, rising from the earth in arcs big enough for an entire family to settle beneath. High above, the canopy stretched so wide that it nearly blotted out the sky, the leaves vast enough to act as a roof, layered so densely that not even moonlight could slip through.Their small clearing had become their den for the night, and Ashwin

The journey resumed, the family slithering through the untamed beauty of Kal’Raksha. The jungle was alive with sounds—distant roars, melodic chirps, and the rustling of leaves as unseen creatures moved through the dense foliage.Ashwin took a deep breath, inhaling the rich, earthy scent of the land. It was strange how quickly he was getting used to this place, how the warm humidity and the ancient trees stretching endlessly toward the sky no longer felt overwhelming.Ishaan moved beside him, his massive form effortless as he led them forward. His blue scales gleamed under the filtered sunlight, his body cutting through the thick vegetation with ease. Ashwin found himself watching him more than he meant to, admiring the way Ishaan moved—like he belonged to the land itself.Ahead, Kai and Koa were still bursting with energy, slithering ahead and then doubling back, always on the move. They chattered excitedly about the different plants and creatures they saw

Ashwin barely had time to exhale before Ishaan's tail tightened around him, pulling him impossibly close. His mate had been like this all morning-hovering, watching, touching. Possessive. But now, in the quiet of their camp, surrounded by the thick wilds of Kal'Raksha, that protectiveness had sharpened into something even deeper."I can hear you thinking," Ishaan murmured against his ear, his breath warm as it ghosted over Ashwin's skin. "What is it?"Ashwin shifted slightly, but Ishaan's tail only coiled tighter. He wasn't going anywhere. Not without Ishaan's permission.He sighed. "I was just thinking about-"HSSS.Ashwin froze as Ishaan's tongue flicked against his skin, tasting him, claiming him. The hiss wasn't angry, but it was unmistakably a warning. "I don't like when you think too much," Ishaan muttered, pressing his face into the curve of Ashwin's neck. He took in his scent deeply, possessively, making sure it was only