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Ivara's POVJust when the edges of my vision started to blur, Isagi huffed and released me.I stumbled sideways and grabbed the car with both hands, coughing so hard my throat burned. Air scraped back into my lungs in painful gasps while my hands trembled as I rubbed the raw skin of my neck.“I’m asking nicely, Ivara,” Isagi's cold voice came from behind me. “Xlynor and I might not be on good terms, but that doesn’t mean I’ll sit back while he gets hurt or while you ruin him. You’re taking it far. I do not have a problem with whatever you did to yourself. I just want to know what it is you’re up to.”I stared at him, still trying to catch my breath. “Do I look—” I coughed again, pressing the back of my hand to my mouth. “Do I look like I want to be in Dark Hound? As a slave?!” My voice cracked. “I was auctioned against my will, goddamnit! I have no idea what you’re talking about or why you’re trying to kill me!” I kept rubbing my neck. “Do I even look like I can kill Xlynor or hurt hi

Ivara's POVThe second bottle went over my head before I could move, and cold water ran down my neck, soaking through my already-damp shirt.“Stop—” I gasped, moving back. “Have you lost your mind?! Stop it!”Xlynor didn’t listen. He tossed the empty bottle aside, opened the third, then lifted it again. Completely unconcerned that I was soaked.“Are you crazy?!” I slapped it away hard, and it hit the ground and rolled. “What is the meaning of that?”He ignored me and reached into the trunk for another bottle—but this time he drank it himself.I stopped and watched him gulp everything like he was parched. Only then did I realize that I'd never seen him eat or drink anything. Not once.He dropped the empty bottle and braced both hands on the car. As I stared at him, I noticed what I'd been too distracted to see before. He looked distressed and was growing more irritated by the second.He straightened, then paced back and forth along the side of the car, one hand working at his collar li

Ivara's POVI tried to sit up and move away, but Xlynor's right arm—which had ended up beneath me—wrapped around my waist and pulled me back firmly against him. The kind of firmness that had no business existing in someone in his current state.“Hey—”“You can stay,” he murmured, eyes still closed.I was impossibly close to him, unable to move with his arm holding me in place. “I… I didn't ask to stay.”“I’m cold and you have my coat. It's the least you can do.” He paused. “Unless you'd like to be responsible for my death. An easy path to a miserable long life.”“Don't bring up the coat. You literally drenched me in the first place, so you cannot ask for warmth using that. And no, you're not going to die,” I retorted.“I can choose to die so you live with the guilt and aftermath. Forever regretting refusing to stay with me,” he whispered.I blinked. This twisted man! “That is not a nice thing to say. You're really sick in the head.” I scowled.“Maybe I should just die already. I hope

Xlynor's POVI was exhausted but dealing with Ivara was more exhausting. I only needed to have her close while recovering, but she had decided to make it as difficult as possible. Even though I didn't want a part in her craziness, I couldn’t refuse the entertainment she provided.She was such a fierce little tyrant. As tiresome as it was, I enjoyed every second of subduing her and keeping her exactly where I wanted. But I wasn’t prepared for when she bit my palm, which was covering her mouth.I snatched my hand back with a sharp breath before I decided it.“Are you a dog?” I rasped.“You fucking bastard—” She seethed and tried to hit me, but her bad arm pulled up short, limiting her. She scowled and winced in frustration, but somehow, I found it amusing.I chuckled darkly. “Deal with it. You're staying here tonight because I want you to and there’s nothing you can do about it. Absolutely nothing.” I taunted, and every reaction she gave only made it better.“Of course you’ll want me he

Xlynor's POVMy abilities had returned enough for me to manage a single jump without glitching through half of Athynra, so I got us back to the castle around the time Ivara stopped being a brat and finally lost the battle with sleep.Although, I had to wait a few more minutes after her breathing changed, just to make sure she was truly asleep before I moved us.We were back in my room, with Ivara lying on my bed, asleep. I sat next to her, her bruised arm resting lightly in my hands.I turned it over carefully in both hands. The swelling at the wrist had turned purple-blue, tight skin over the bruise, the discoloration creeping toward the base of her palm. It didn't look like it was going to resolve on its own by morning. Isagi had gone overboard.Of course she hadn't complained once, but I could still see how bad it was. I just didn't know what to do about an injury like this. I only knew how to treat small cuts and scrapes, not bruises and swelling.I got injured most times but they