All Chapters of DARK CRAVINGS : Three Forbidden Bond.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Lila POVI hated the night shift. It paid better, though, and the day crew asked too many questions. They were nosy, rude, always in each other’s business. The old clinic sat on the edge of the city, half the lights permanently out, waiting room smelling like bleach mixed with something older and sour I could never place. After midnight it was just me. That was the deal, and I preferred it that way. No one is waiting for me at home. I was restocking gauze when the front door buzzer went off.He stood in the exam room doorway like he’d walked straight out of the rain. A tall, dark coat still dripping, hair plastered wet against his forehead. At first he didn’t look hurt. Then he shifted and I saw the blood soaking the left side of his shirt, dark and heavy.“Sit down,” I said, already pulling on gloves. “What happened?”He didn’t answer. Just moved to the table and sat. His eyes tracked me the whole time—dark, steady, way too focused for someone losing that much blood.I cut the shirt

Lila POVAfter Darian left, I sat at the table and finished everything he’d cooked. It was better than anything I’d made for myself in months. I ate fast, then went straight to the bathroom.The shower was hot enough to turn my skin pink. I stood under it longer than I needed to, letting the water run over the marks on my neck. They still ached, but the sting had dulled. When I stepped out I dried off, pulled on clean scrubs, and wrapped the scarf around my throat. It matched the dark blue of my uniform almost perfectly. The crystal necklace sat heavy against my collarbone. I tucked it under the scrub top so no one would ask questions.I grabbed my bag and left.Clara was already at the front desk when I walked in.I stopped. “What are you doing here?”She looked up from the computer and shrugged. “Dean called me this afternoon. Said I’d be working nights with you from now on.”“He told me I’d be alone.”“Guess he changed his mind.”I pulled out my phone right there and called him. He

Darian POV.Sven leaned back in the booth, glass of blood-laced whiskey in hand, and stared at me like I’d lost my fucking mind.“You marked a human.”It wasn’t a question.“I did.”“You can’t hide that forever. Your father probably already felt the shift in the bloodline the second your teeth broke her skin. And once he confirms it, that girl is in real trouble.”I turned the glass in my hand, watching the dark liquid catch the low light of the private room. The underground club pulsed below us—shifters tearing into each other in the cage, money changing hands. This place was one of my favorite playgrounds. Noise, blood, and people who knew better than to ask questions.“I know.”“Do you?” Sven leaned forward. “Marking a human isn’t just claiming her. It’s tying your life force to hers. The Council sees it as contamination. Your father sees it as weakness. An heir doesn’t bind mortals. He’ll have her erased before the bond settles fully. Quietly. Permanently.”“I’ll handle it.”“Hand