Tales of Desire
Tonight decides it all: one fight, one winner, one loser who either bleeds out or crawls away broken for good.
Thorne didn’t try to stash me somewhere safe, thank fuck, because waiting alone would’ve driven me insane. He just looked at me once before stepping into the ring, those gold eyes burning straight through me, saying everything without a single word—that this is for us, for every bite mark he’s left on my neck, every time he’s pinned me down and knotted me until I was sobbing his name and leaking him for hours. I nodded back, throat too tight to talk, because yeah, I love him now, the kind of love that scares the shit out of me, raw and possessive and all-consuming, and if he loses t