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August 18 - August 19, 2025
“Either way, there is only one instance that would allow him to put another before his Ward.”
Put the fucking ring on, Temptress, came a growl down the bond and not from the male she’d expected it to come from.
If that’s your argument, then you belong to me, Theon, she retorted. I never claimed otherwise, little storm.
“No,” she agreed, taking a single step forward. “In this realm, I am a goddess, but to you, I am your ending.”
“Because I’ve seen you when you’re vicious, and it’s stunning to witness.”
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Theon got off on the begging. He knew that from the times they’d shared a partner in the past, but Luka had always been drawn to this. A female asking him for what she wanted. Giving her what she needed fulfilled some deep-seated purpose of taking care of her.
“I like you like this,” he said. “Not so fucking mouthy.”
We need you to come back. Me and our babe.
SHOOK
“You think I will allow all that power to be passed down to just anyone?”
“In a week, maybe two, you will no longer be a Legacy. Your skin is already cooler to the touch, and I would guess you find the sun a little too bright.”
IT WASNT HIS FAULT
He wouldn’t be here to see his first steps and hear his first words. He wouldn’t be here when his power emerged to help him learn to master it. He wouldn’t be here to play chaosphere or give him music or watch him grow. He wouldn’t be here to see what kind of person he became. He wouldn’t be here.
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Then he left to make his way to the Underground and back to the people he now belonged with.
“I’ll take your fury, little storm. I’ll take all your wrath and all your vengeance, but I will not accept that you are the cost for the balance,” he rasped out around her hold.
He knew he should still be outraged by it, but it was a piece of her she could never have back. It might be the only piece of her she’d ever freely give him, so he didn’t despise the marking on his hand like he should, even if it was a rival kingdom’s symbol.
The yearning >>>>
“He will come because we are his as much as he is ours.”
“Then destroy me, little storm.”
AHHHHHHH
“What do you want from me?” she rasped, because at this point, she honestly didn’t know. Not anymore. “Whatever you’ll give me, Tessa.”
The bond was elated. Her magic was elated. Her entire being was elated. Because she needed them both, and gods, she wished she understood why.
“You are my source of everything I hate about this realm, but you are also my source of the things I crave. You are the source of what broke me, but you are also the source of what saved me. You are the source of my fury, but you are also the source of every dark desire. You are the source of what I have become, but you are also a source of complete acceptance of who that person is. You are the source of my own self-discovery, and how twisted is that, Theon?”
I loathe you so deeply in my soul—yet here I am?”
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“It’s more than a bond,” she interrupted, her frustration climbing as she said those words, knowing they would damn her. Her next words were a whisper. “It’s always been more than a bond.”
“Because I know you want them. Need them. And I will always give you what you need,”
Having control over him with the mere touch of her hand? The barest brush of her lips? That made her feel more powerful than anything.
He stilled, looking up at her. “I am yours, Tessa. Every piece of me.”
