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“I don’t care,” I answered fiercely, the words tumbling out between ragged breaths. I kissed her again, harder this time, tasting the water on her lips. “I don’t care anymore. Let him find us. Let him see.” My voice cracked with raw need. “Touch me, Rhea. Please… I need you to touch me. I can’t feel like this alone right now.”She groaned softly, her resolve visibly cracking. Her hands roamed up my sides, sliding over the soaked fabric of my shirt, thumbs brushing the hard planes of my chest. “You’re going to destroy us both,” she murmured against my lips, but her voice had gone husky, thick with the same hunger I felt.“Then destroy me,” I begged, pressing my body fully against hers, the heat of her naked skin burning through my clothes. The soft press of her body against my hip made my cock twitch hard, and a wave of something close to nausea rolled through me even as the mate bond with Asher kept my blood running hot. “I want you. Not him. Not anyone else. Just you. Make me forget

My bare feet padded silently down the hallway, heart slamming against my ribs as I strained to listen for any sign of Asher. Every creak of the floorboards felt like a gunshot. I didn’t breathe properly until I reached my own door, fumbling with the handle and practically falling inside.The moment the door clicked shut behind me, I leaned against it, sliding down until I hit the floor. My legs were still shaky from everything that had happened in Rhea’s shower and bed. The residual heat and sensitivity in my cock lingered, a traitorously pleasant ache that made my stomach twist with guilt and something darker.What have I done again?I pressed my forehead to my knees, breathing hard. Rhea had been so steady, so solid. For those brief moments, I had felt wanted. Desired. Not like a slave or a mistake. But now, alone in the cold silence of my room, reality crashed back in. The mate bond with Asher still thrummed under my skin, a constant, unwanted reminder that my body kept answering t

I knew it any second someone could walk in for more food or to check on the water but the danger made everything more intimate and more electric.“Quiet,” Rhea whispered hotly against my ear, biting the lobe gently. “Unless you want them to hear how good I make you feel. How hard and desperate you get for me… not for him.”“Rhea….” My voice cracked, hips rocking against her hand as the pressure coiled tighter. The mate bond with Asher flared under my skin, a constant reminder that this was another person’s hand on me, that my body kept answering even when my mind recoiled. “Please… I’m close….”“Come for me then,” she growled softly, kissing me hard to muffle my sounds. Her fist pumped faster, thumb pressing firmly over the head of my cock.“Let go, Dylan. Let me give you what you need.”As soon as she said it, the orgasm hit me hard and sudden. I buried my face in her neck, biting down on her shoulder to stay silent as pleasure crashed over me in powerful waves. My cock pulsed in her

She was on me again in an instant, snarling, biting, tearing at my side and shoulder. I fought wildly for my life, claws raking across her face, but it wasn’t enough. She was stronger, more vicious, and clearly wanted me dead. Pain exploded across my body as her fangs found my flank again, ripping deep.I couldn’t win.In pure desperation, I threw my head back and screamed, a high, terrified howl that tore through the night woods, filled with pain and fear.The sound had barely left me when Rhea’s silver-gray wolf burst through the trees like a streak of moonlight. Her eyes widened with fury and terror the moment she saw the scene, me bleeding on the ground, the powerful charcoal-violet wolf standing over me with blood on her muzzle.The moment the attacker saw Rhea, she froze. Something like recognition or fear flashed in her amber eyes. Without hesitation, the charcoal-violet wolf turned and fled at blinding speed, vanishing deep into the shadows of the forest before Rhea could even

I limped down the corridor, jaw clenched so tight it ached. Every step sent fresh fire through my side, but I kept my head high until I turned the corner and disappeared from their sight. Only then did I let my shoulders slump.The moment I reached my room, I shut the door and leaned against it, breathing hard. The moonstone pendant still rested warm against my chest, but even its gentle glow couldn’t ease the storm inside me. I peeled off my torn, blood-stained clothes and cleaned my wounds as best I could, hissing at the sting. Then I crawled into bed, pulling the covers over my head.Sleep wouldn’t come.I tossed and turned for hours, the sheets tangling around my legs. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Calla’s mocking grin, heard Carleigh’s cold satisfaction, and felt Asher’s dismissive grip on my wrist. The betrayal burned hotter than the gashes in my side. My body ached and my heart ached worse. I tried to sleep but failed until I realized that the manor had grown quiet. The d