His Straight Pet의 모든 챕터: 챕터 201 - 챕터 210

Raymond’s POV“We’re heading into the lost dominion,” I say, voice steady despite my heart pounding like a drum, the Seraphin blade glowing in my hand, its light cutting through the stronghold’s dim war room. Jude’s beside me, his shadows wrapping my arm, his scowl deep but his eyes soft for me, like I’m his whole damn world. “Those lords’ secrets Kael spilled—they’re tied to this place, and we gotta face it.”“You sure you’re up for this, sunshine?” Jude says, voice rough as gravel, grabbing my hand, shadows cool against my sweaty skin. “You’re still beat from Kael’s bullshit.”“We survive together,” I say, light flaring, trying to sound braver than I feel, though my legs are shaky from the last fight. “You with me?”“Always—my heart,” he says, kissing my cheek quick, tasting sweat and dust, our bond humming like a fire that keeps me going. “This like the blade hunt?”“Shades of it,” I say, smiling despite the ache in my chest. “But bigger—Calix’s endgame.”Akira sharpens her blade,

Raymond’s POV“The prophecy’s real—and it’s on us to make it happen.” My voice echoes through the summit hall, a vast chamber carved from polished stone and laced with glowing runes. The Seraphin blade hums in my hand, pulsing like it’s alive. The air thrums with tension—Seraphin and vampire leaders watching each other like a fight’s about to break out any second.Jude stands at my side, his shadows coiling lazily around my arm. His scowl’s deep, but his grip is solid, grounding me after the chaos of the entity alliance that nearly tore us all apart. “We unite or we fall,” I add, trying to sound steady even though my heart’s still rattled from everything that went down in the dominion.“You sure you can pull this off, sunshine?” Jude murmurs, voice rough but familiar. He leans in, the cool brush of shadows ghosting over my skin. “Those entity bastards left you pretty beat.”I give him a weak grin. “Still standing, aren’t I?”His lips twitch. “I’ve got your back, sunshine.” He squeezes

Raymond’s POV“Looks like the rogues left us a damn treasure chest,” Jude muttered, eyes glinting red under the ruined outpost’s flickering lights.“Treasure?” I said. “You mean the cache that tried to eat your shadows five minutes ago?”He smirked. “Yeah, that one. You coming or staying scared?”“Scared?” I stepped over the cracked altar, dust and rune ash sticking to my boots. “You were the one who said, ‘Don’t touch anything glowing.’”“That was before you started touching everything glowing.”I grinned. “You said to stay curious.”“I said stay alive.”“Same difference.”He gave that low growl that always sent a shiver through me. “You keep talking like that, sunshine, and I’ll pin you to that wall.”“You threaten me with a good time?”“Maybe I promise.”The air hummed between us, heavy with old magic.Akira’s voice cut in from behind the rubble. “If you two are done flirting, there’s a lock mechanism here. It’s breathing.”“Breathing?” I asked.“Like a heart,” she said. “Relic cac

Raymond’s POV“Stay behind me,” Jude growls, shadows sliding across the cracked stone. “That bastard’s still breathing.”“I’m not hiding,” I say, voice rough. “This ends with me.”“Hell it does,” he mutters, stepping forward, eyes burning red. “You think I’m letting some ghost from your past take another swing?”The air’s heavy with smoke and relic dust. The ruins of the cache still glow faint, blue veins pulsing like dying stars. Every breath tastes like iron.“He’s close,” Akira says, low. Her eyes scan the darkness. “Tracks go through that archway. Burn marks—same weapon type.”“Seraphin steel,” I whisper. “Old pattern.”“Then it’s personal,” Dante grunts. “Let’s smoke him out.”I shake my head. “No. I face him first.”Jude turns to me, jaw tight. “Ray—”“This is mine,” I say. “He came for me. For what I am.”Jude’s shadows twitch. “Then I’m right beside you.”“Always,” I say.He gives a low, dark laugh. “Damn right.”We step through the arch. The air shifts—cold, sharp. The Master

Raymond’s POVMorning light crept across the stone floor like it had finally chosen to forgive this place. It caressed the walls of our repaired chambers in the fortress, soft gold oozing through the gaps Jude still hadn’t filled. He constantly stated, “Let the light remind us what we survived.”I blinked awake to the sound of him talking over a skillet. The stench of burning eggs hit first.“Ray,” he murmured, voice scratchy with sleep. “Don’t you dare say anything about the smoke.”I sat up, stretching till my shoulders split. “Wasn’t gonna. I was just going to compliment the… um, texture?”He flashed me a look over his shoulder—part threat, half smirk. “Texture’s fine. You’re eating it anyway.”That’s Jude. Gruff as hell, but there’s a warmth under every cuss word. He pushed a plate in front of me and leaned against the counter, like he wasn’t watching for my reaction. I forked a bite, chewed dramatically, and nodded.“Perfect,” I said. “Tastes like victory and mild carbon.”He lau