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“Why would I lie? That hybrid doesn’t even know the full power she holds. Poor thing. And before she does, my sister and I will have taken over everything.” She leaned in close enough for Ember to smell the faint trace of her perfume—sweet and suffocating. “Anyway, see you later. I’ve had fun telling you about the mess your friends are in, but I’ve got a wedding to prepare for. Bye.” The door slammed shut behind her, and Ember’s breathing quickened. The basement seemed colder now, heavier. Chase… please don’t be offline, she thought, sending her mind out into the link and leaving it open.

The peace of it lulls me. “Yes.” “You finding a little place in your head to sink into?” How does he know? “It’s called subspace,” he offers. “All submissives go there when they’re getting what they want and need. It’s their happy place. Get cozy, baby. You’ll be spending a lot of time there.”

Chapter 94 Embrace As the soft light of the waystick gradually brightened, Bryan's consciousness returned, and memories of the previous day flooded his mind like vivid splashes of color. The chaos, the danger, and the moments of fear all played before him like an intricate dance of emotions. He vividly remembered being faced with the prospect of nearly losing Madissa, the thought of being without her causing an ache deep within his chest. The same feeling of desperation surged within him when he thought about Joe, his beloved bondmate, and Nerissa, their other mate. As his heart swelled with relief, Bryan couldn't help but wonder when he had started thinking of them as their mates, embracing

don’t know what she is doing with Emery. I rubbed the back of my neck and sat my water bottle down, “Do you think y’all are mates?” I stared at him and a feeling of curiosity filtered through me, “Nah. It’s just casual. I mean, I do like her, but she is Dalton’s sister. I can’t just date her out in the open like that. We are taking things slow.” He ran a hand through his thick brown hair. I scoffed and smirked, “Casual? With Etta? Not gonna happen. You need to hang back for the full moon run this weekend to find out if y’all are mates. If not, you need to drop this now before you end up hurting her.” He looked at his feet then looked up at me with a weird angry expression, “I know I’m a fuc

“Why do you feel bad?” “Am I a freak to like all of that? I don’t know what to feel about it, Ethan. All of that felt like a hazy dream and I don’t even know what happened to me.” He listened to me and asked, “Did it feel like you were drunk?” My eyes widened, “A little. But I wasn’t drunk.” Ethan chuckled, “No, Bella, you were not drunk.” “Then why do I feel like it was a dream?” “That’s because you were in a subspace, Kiara,” he explained with a proud smile. “I wasn’t sure if you would go to subspace in the first scene, but you did. Your body and mind were very responsive.”

I sat down but left enough room between us so that I was not crowding her even if I wanted nothing more than to wrap my arms around her and beg her to give me a chance before taking her lips in a bruising kiss. “The name’s Emerson,” I told her with a smile, holding my hand out to her. “Kassandra, but I go by Kass.” Sparks erupted when our hands touched. We both inhaled sharply with the feeling. Fucking hell. I had always heard about the mate-bond sparks, but nothing prepared me to actually feel them. No wonder they were said to be addictive. “It’s very nice to meet you Kass. I had thought that this meeting would turn out to be uneventful, but I’m glad to see that I was wrong. Why did you run

Visenya awoke to a gentle knock at the door, her mind still groggy as it struggled to orient itself. Lucian, immersed in his work at the desk, looked up briefly as Emi entered the room with a tray of food. Upon catching sight of Visenya, Emi quickly averted her gaze, clearly aware of Visenya's nakedness beneath the thin blanket. Hastily, she placed the food on the table and hurriedly left the room, leaving behind an air of discomfort.

CASSIAN Luxuria, our newly renamed club has never seen better days and I think it's because of Caelum. Most customers I've encountered at Fantasy Elite have diverted to here after the disappearance of Rumor at the club. We have shares in Fantasy Elite so their loss is our loss too and I don't like losing money at all. I've suggested he bring Rumor back to the club for just a few shows a week, even if it's two and they don't need to be sexual if he chooses but he says he'll think about it, he's currently trying to unravel her past. A past that seems to haunt her so much, and I don't understand why Emelia won't talk, it would certainly save us all some time and headaches.

“That doesn’t sound like good news.” “It isn’t good news.” “That also means the mate bond between you two is starting to take control of you.” Darius rubbed the bridge of his nose. “That’s what I’ve been afraid of all along.” At the same time, deep within Shadow Fang territory, Kieran stood in an underground chamber. Dozens of empty glass capsules were lined up before him. One of them still bore fading lettering: Subject VII. Kieran gently ran his finger over the glass. His gaze grew increasingly clouded by something indescribable.