The orgasm hit like a pulse from the earth, dragging me under. I cried out, clutching his back, legs tight around him as I shook. Thorne followed with a low grunt, his mouth at my neck, breathing hard, muscles locked. He didn’t collapse. He braced himself, holding still, his forehead against mine. The bond quieted. The fire settled. But the heat didn’t leave. We stayed like that for a long second. Then I opened my eyes. And froze. Something was watching. In the shadows, beyond the trees, a shape flickered. Not fully visible. But real. Thorne’s head turned instantly. He saw it too. He pulled back just enough to let me slip off the stone, grabbing his pants with one hand and reaching for the dagger he always kept near his boot. The air was colder now.Dead still. Hurriedly I put my clothes on. My mark still glowed, pulsing with leftover magic. The thing didn’t move. It just watched. Then, just as fast—it was gone. No scent. No sound. Thorne exhaled slowly. “We’re n
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