The thorn crown

Chapter 29: Feverwake



The cave was still.

But the silence had teeth.

I woke in sweat, pulse thrumming.

Kael twitched beside me, head pressed to the stone, brow furrowed like he was fighting something in sleep.

Then I felt it.

Like a wire threading through my ribs.....tight, electric.

Emotion.

Not mine.

His.

It hit me like heat.

Longing. Regret. Want.

And something sharper underneath—

fear he couldn't name.

I curled into myself, but it didn't help.

Because I wasn't alone in my own skin anymore.

> Her hands on me.

Her mouth.

Her saying my name like I deserve it.

Like I'm not poison.

His dream bled into me.

Not words.

Not pictures.

Just raw, burning need.

And I was the one it reached for.

My breath caught. My thighs clenched.

I shouldn't be hearing this.

Feeling this.

I should wake him.

But part of me...

the broken part,

the changing part...

leaned into it.

> What if she stays?

What if she leaves?

What if she finds out what I am?

He moaned low in his sleep.

My name....

not out loud.

But inside.

Inside me.

And something snapped.

The bond between us flared bright and white and hungry, like a star ripping itself open.

Kael gasped awake, eyes blazing.

I jerked back, heart a drumbeat in my throat.

We stared at each other. Breathless. Shaking.

He knew.

I knew.

And the worst part?

We both wanted it again.


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