His Contractual Luna: Bought by the Beast
Agnes whispered, turning back to the workbench and lifting a newly forged, silver-threaded conduit cable from the cooling bath.
For the next six hours, as the furnace burned low and the moon rose high over the ocean cliffs, Agnes worked tirelessly over Rhys's chest. With meticulous, breathtaking precision, she unspun the silver threads of the Apex Core, weaving the new moonstone conduits directly into the harness and aligning them with the unique biometric frequency of her ring. Every time her bare skin brushed against his tatted chest, the Core let out a soft, harmonious hum, casting a violent, beautiful halo of violet, gold, and silver light across the dark stone foundry.