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Food? Water?

No, I thought. For survival.

The farmers had children. And if their emperor did not give them enough supplies to live on, what were they supposed to do? Perish and die?

The Changeling ceased firing at us. Either he had lost sight of us or he’d stopped to help his comrade up off the floor.

Either way, it gave us a chance. A small one.

It was still pitch black as we sprinted through the undergrowth. Dry twigs snapped beneath our feet and broad leaves slapped our faces.

The forest grew thicker the deeper we headed into it.

I wouldn’t fool myself into thinking we were safe.

I tripped and fell, my foot snagged by an exposed tree root. Fiath was there in an instant helping me up.

“Are you okay?” he said.

I checked my foot and ankle. There was no pain. I nodded.

After what felt like hours, we came to a stop. Fiath pulled me behind a large tree and ran his hands over me.

“Are you hurt?” he said. “Are you injured?”

I shook my head but couldn’t speak—I was panting so hard.

He embraced me in his arms. It felt good I wasn’t the only one terrified by the ordeal.

“We’re almost there,” Fiath said. “We need to be careful not to lead the Changelings to the Fallen Temple. If they discover us it’ll be over for everyone.”

He looked at me a moment and smiled. He brushed the hair back from my face and pressed his lips against mine.

It was electric and pulsed like a lightning storm across my skin. And just like that, I was transported back to the loft just a few short hours ago, before this nightmare began.

Seeing Fiath half-naked that first night in the forest had been a revelation. As a nurse, you thought of patients as people in need. You focused on their ailments and injuries. You did everything you could to help them get better.

You definitely did not think of them as sex objects.

When he removed his shirt, I scanned his skin, admiring how much it’d healed. Then I began to notice things a nurse should never think about her patient.

The perfectly sculpted form, the curve of his back, and the line of his neck.

He turned, and I was blown away by his breathtaking chest and abdominal muscles. Most of these Titans were remarkable beasts but none had so grabbed my attention as him.

That first night, he had a shy look in his eye that only made me want to feel him at the back of my throat.

I stopped myself and managed to regain control… until he dropped his pants as I saw him in all his glory.

I almost choked, the same way I would have if I was gnawing on his thick stick.

He was hard as a rock.

And there was only one thing that could be turning him on right then.

Me.

Me and my carelessness when it came to nudity.

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