Her Enemy, His Curse
I could feel Lucian’s fire pressing against them, a living force, and I knew they understood that this was no longer a private choice—it was a declaration, a war of wills in its own right.
I stepped closer to Lucian, leaning into him, letting the bond pulse brighter. “You all see the fire,” I said, voice steady. “But it isn’t destruction. It’s protection. It’s loyalty. And it’s love. You can try to fight it, doubt it, even hate it—but you cannot take it from us.”
Lucian’s hand slid into mine, fingers entwining. Violet and silver flared together, weaving a tangible aura around us, binding us in sight of everyone. The bond wasn’t just a feeling anymore—it was a force, undeniable, unyielding.
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