The Sound Of Ruin
the air licked cold at my throat, “you nearly begged for it already.”
I squeezed my eyes shut, shaking my head, but the bond betrayed me—every beat of my heart, every flicker of want pulsing down the thread for Theron to feel. The hush purred, delighted. “He feels it. He knows. Shall I whisper it louder, so he hears you crave what you swore you did not want?”
My stomach twisted. Shame seared hotter than fear, because the voice was right. Some dark part of me had wanted, still wanted. And here, trapped in its chamber, I had nowhere left to hide from it.
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