Chapter 126. His Alone

Gavriel’s grip on her waist tightened, his eyes never leaving hers. The mark on her skin pulsed again, burning and soothing all at once. Althea gasped, her breath catching as the strange, electric warmth coiled deeper inside her. It was more than just pleasure — it felt like the bond itself was alive, claiming her.

“I want you to remember who makes you feel like this,” he murmured, his voice low and rough, brushing against her ear.

Althea’s fingers trembled as they pressed against his chest. The steady beat of his heart under her palm matched the rhythm of her own, both wild and uneven.

He brushed a hand through her hair, his thumb tracing the curve of her jaw before gripping it gently, forcing her to meet his gaze. “This,” his other hand trailed down her back, resting over the mark that still glowed faintly “—isn’t something you can undo.”

The heat between them built again, not from lust alone but from the weight of the bond itself — the push and pull of pow