His Straight Pet
Shadows writhed harder, slamming into the air, spearing up like they wanted to puncture the sky.
Selene tilted her head at me, a smile faint but tight. “What is it, little monster? Can’t hear yourself over the noise?”
Akira’s voice was flat, cutting. “You look like a hound with a chain on its throat.”
And Dante—Dante only grinned wider. “Yes. Listen to them. Let the voices dig. You’ll break beautifully.”
I staggered forward, clutching my chest. Resin cracked louder. My ribs groaned. My shadows slithered like they wanted to crawl inside my skin.
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