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“Some things are too painful to remember, so we block it out, lock it away. Forget it, so we don't have to relive it,” I tell her.
“Do you do that?” she asks, and my brows furrow.
“I think everyone does to some degree, that is what trauma is, though yours is much different from mine. I had a good childhood, it was becoming an adult that traumatized me,” I tell her, suddenly feeling the truth behind those words.
Temperance moves closer, and I am not sure even notices at first. “What have you blocked out?” she asks.
Come to think of it, plenty of things, but also nothing. Sure I can remember if I try hard enough; it’s more of the fact that I don’t want to. “What I did to my father, for one.” Yet, that day still doesn't haunt me as much as hearing her screams in my dreams, but I don't tell her that.
“Your father with the burns?” she asks, and I nod.
“I think it's more the fear of losing control like that that scares me most because I know the damage it can cause,” I tell her. Yet, my father's refusal to let mom or me heal him afterward makes the guilt of what I did even worse. Despite me hurting him, he refused to let me risk hurting myself to heal him, same as my mother.
“I like your parents, but I don't think your mother likes me,” she tells me.
“It's not that Mom doesn't like you, she was rabid. Power seeks power and once that side of her flips she is drawn to it, for some reason her power sought yours out.” I try to explain to her when she suddenly moves closer, the moment her skin brushes mine, sparks send my entire body tingling, and she must feel that too because she is suddenly pressed against me and in my lap.
I freeze at the action when I suddenly feel her breath against my neck and I know she is about to transition between phases because Malachi is really struggling within me now.
I pull her closer, gripping her top and peeling it off her, she doesn't fight me, instead presses closer like she is trying to climb inside me just so she can escape her heat.
ChapterSixty-Three
Eziah
At this moment, I’m overwhelmed but strangely calm. Like my powers reaching out to restrain me, I thread my fingers through her hair as the air around us thickens with her heat. Her scent is intoxicating and all-consuming, and I can feel the tension in Malachi as he fights instinct. I feel the fire grow inside my veins, threatening to burst and scorch whatever is near us.
Every inch of me craves her, and I am on the verge of losing control completely the more she wriggles on my lap. Yet somehow, I manage to fight the storm raging inside me when she rolls her hips against me. My fingers tangle in her hair, and I pull her head back to find her eyes glowing.
“Nova?” I murmur, but she shakes her head.
“Shadow?” She tilts her head, then says a harsh warning with an edge to her voice.
“Nova and I, we protected her. But hurt her, and you’ll wish you only had us to deal with. My name isn’t just a name—it’s a warning. Cross that line, and there’s no light that can save you from the darkness I’ll unleash. Remember that.”
Her cold and sharp words slice through the air, each syllable echoing a dire warning.
“I have no intention to hurt my mate,” I assert, meeting her intense gaze.
But she’s not moved. “Good. We’ve battled too hard to carve a path for her just for you to lead her into chaos,” she snaps back. “Break her, and you unravel the fragile threads holding our world together. Life and death, Eziah – they’re sides of the same coin, and it’s not one you want to flip.”
I’m caught, trapped in the icy grip of her glare. A chill crawls up my spine as her final words hang heavy in the air, laced with a sense of menace.
“Cross that line, and you don’t just face her wrath—you pull both realms into a collision course. And trust me, the aftermath? It’s a living hell no one can escape from,” she warns me before vanishing. Her words confuse me. How can she just leave her? It’s clear that she is in the second phase, yet as the light in her eyes dims, I find myself staring at Temperance.
Only now, it’s like a weight has lifted from her because the next second, her lips crash against mine. Her claws pierce my chest, and I surrender to my instinct, knowing that this is the gift Shadow has bestowed upon her. She has relinquished her fear and inhibitions. Currently, it’s just Temperance and me, a test of my trust, and I do not intend to break it.
My fingers dig into her hips as I move her, so she straddles my waist before I push off the floor. Her legs wrap around my waist, and I turn the shower off before walking out of the bathroom. But we only get as far as the living room because wet feet and floorboards aren’t a good mix.
My hand grips the back of her head, stopping it from slamming on the hard floor when we hit it, yet she doesn’t seem to notice. She is too heat-ravaged to feel mundane pain as I fall on top of her.
She arches her back, pressing her chest against mine, and I can feel her heart beating fast. My heart races to match hers as I take in the sight of her writhing beneath me. Her eyes are closed, and her full lips are parted as she pants heavily.
Suddenly, a wave of heat engulfs us both, and we surrender entirely.
My kiss is deep and intense, fueled by the fire inside me that burns hotter with each passing moment. She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me closer, and a moan escapes her lips. The sound sends shivers down my spine, and I deepen the kiss even further.
I trail kisses down her neck, nipping and sucking at the delicate skin before returning to her lips. Her hips rise to meet mine as she grinds against me, adding to my arousal. I feel like I’m burning up from the inside out, and I know that only she can quench the fire.
