All Chapters of His Straight Pet: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Raymond’s POVThe forest is a dark maze, trees twisted like specters in the pitch-black night, their branches clawing at the sky. The Seraphin signal pulses in my chest, like a second heartbeat, urging me forward despite the ache from the hidden realm where I nearly died killing Calix’s spirit. My light slices through the gloom, a flickering torch against the oppressive dark, but my heart’s weak, pain stabbing with every step. Jude’s beside me, his shadows curling around my arm, grounding me, his presence a lifeline in this mess.“Signal’s strong—let’s find them,” I say, light flaring bright, voice steadier than I feel. Jude grabs my hand, his eyes sharp but soft, like he’s ready to fight the world for me. “You holding up, sunshine?” he says, voice rough as gravel, concern etched in his frown.“Gotta do this, Jude,” I say, light sparking, heart pounding like a drum. “You with me?”“We got this, sunshine,” he says, kissing my cheek, tasting dust and sweat, our bond humming like a warm

Raymond’s POVThe clearing outside the stronghold is quiet, the stone walls and glowing wards fading into the mortal realm’s rural dark. A portal to the vampire world swirls before us, red and black energy churning like a storm, making my skin crawl like it’s alive. My heart’s still aching from the entity fight, where we sealed those ancient bastards, and I’m tired as hell, legs shaky from exhaustion. Jude’s beside me, his shadows curling around my arm, grounding me, his eyes sharp but soft when they meet mine, like he’d burn the world for me.“Realm needs us,” I say, light flickering, voice steadier than I feel. Jude grabs my hand, shadows cool against my sweaty skin. “You sure you’re up for this, sunshine?” he says, voice rough as gravel, worry etched in his frown.“We gotta help Dante, Jude,” I say, light sparking, trying to sound brave. “You with me?”“We’ll fix this, sunshine,” he says, kissing my cheek, tasting sweat and dust, our bond humming like a warm fire. “Together?”“Alwa

Raymond’s POVThe urban ruins around us are a damn mess, broken buildings glowing with the blade’s light, air thick with the echo’s dark energy. I’m standing in the street, heart pounding, the Seraphin blade humming in my hand. “Echo’s rising—stop it,” I say, my light clashing with the ghostly uprising forces shimmering like pissed-off ghosts from Calix’s betrayal. Jude’s right beside me, shadows curling around my arm.“We can handle this, sunshine,” he says, voice rough, grabbing my hand, shadows cool against my sweaty skin.“Gotta do this, Jude,” I say, light sparking, legs shaky from the blade hunt. “This echo’s tied to that damn blade we found. It’s calling war.”“Together,” he says, kissing my cheek quick, tasting sweat. “Always.”“Damn right,” I say, smiling despite the pain in my chest. “You scared?”“Hell no,” he says, grinning, shadows flaring. “Let’s kick their ghostly asses.”Dante’s nearby, blood crusted on his shirt from the blade fight. “This is gonna be a shitshow,” he

Raymond’s POV“My powers feel stronger,” I say, light dancing in our living room, the stronghold’s walls glowing soft from my sparks. Jude’s sprawled on the couch, shadows curling like smoke, watching me with that grumpy smirk I love. “You showing off, sunshine?” he says, voice rough, leaning forward, eyes locked on mine.“Nah, just testing,” I say, grinning, letting my light flicker over a scratch on my arm, healing it slow. “Feels weird, you know? Like since we got that blade, my light’s… bigger.”“Big’s good,” he says, standing, shadows brushing my arm, cool and tingly. “You okay with it?”“Kinda nervous,” I admit, light dimming a bit. “What if I mess up?”“You won’t,” he says, stepping close, kissing my forehead quick. “You’re tough as hell now.”“Thanks,” I say, blushing, light sparking brighter. “Wanna help me practice?”“Damn right,” he says, shadows flaring. “Show me what you got.”I flick my light, brightening the room like a sunny day, and he laughs, shadows dancing with it.

Raymond’s POVJude’s beside me, his shadows curling around my arm, grounding me like an anchor, his eyes burning with anger but softening when they meet mine, like I’m the only thing keeping him from losing it.“Kael’s turned,” I say, voice low, light flickering as I face him in the courtyard, the team circled around, tense as hell. Jude grips my hand, shadows flaring like a pissed-off storm. “You sure, sunshine?” he says, voice rough as gravel, scanning Kael like he’s ready to tear him limb from limb.“He’s been off since the blade,” I say, heart aching from sealing those ancient entities, legs shaky from exhaustion. “We gotta confront him, Jude.”“You hurt him, you’re dead,” Jude growls at Kael, shadows twitching, his hand tight on mine. “What’s your damn game, you bastard?”Kael smirks, wild shadows dancing around him, leaning against a pillar like he owns the damn place. “Power over love,” he says, voice cold as ice, eyes sharp as knives, and it hits like a gut punch, confirming e