The Chubby Fated Mate of the Demi- God Wolf
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I changed into simple black, and no sigils, no authority markings. Just myself.
As we descended into the nexus chamber once more, my pulse quickened, and not with fear, but with weight. The hollow stirred eagerly, aware of what I was about to ask of it.
Thane took my hands.
“No matter what you see,” he said softly, forehead touching mine, “come back to me.”
I smiled faintly. “Always.”
The nexus flared to life.
I stepped forward and opened the hollow, and not wide, but deep. Instead of reaching outward, I sank inward, letting Null Blood and fragment resonance align into a single, impossible chord. The bond anchored me, steadying the surge as aware
Sikat na Kabanata