Marked by Fire & Fang
I blinked back tears.
“I vow myself to you, Link Greyhowl. Alpha, protector, partner. I vow to be yours—not because prophecy demands it, but because my heart does.”
There was no applause.
Only silence.
And then, the bond clicked into place like a key turning in a sacred lock.
We kissed.
And the stars blinked above us in solemn witness.
Then we stepped forward, still hand in hand, eyes locked.
Together, we bit down—not hard, just enough to draw blood, enough to let the bond spill across time and magic. Link bent to press his lips to the crook of my neck. I did the same to his.
Sikat na Kabanata