The corridors of the Abyss twisted unnaturally, walls stretching and curling like living things. Seris moved cautiously, aware that every heartbeat sent ripples through the dark, sentient environment. Mason's presence was a storm pressing against her mind, an obsessive weight that made her pulse quicken, heat coiling inside her. The silver mark burned fiercely, threading her power and desire into the tether he had made unbreakable.
"You cannot hide from me," he murmured, voice silk and steel, threading through her thoughts. "Every spark of defiance, every heartbeat… belongs to me. You feel it, don't you? And you will crave it."
Her fingers trembled, summoning shadows into blades and whips, twisting violently as they obeyed both her will and his obsessive presence. Fear, exhilaration, and desire collided inside her, leaving her breathless. She hated him. She feared him. And yet… the tether drew her closer, coiling her soul around him.
An ancient immortal appeared, molten-gold eyes blazing centuries-old hatred. Its body was wrapped in dark energy, moving like a storm. Seris lunged, shadows coiling around her strikes, flaring violently with Mason's obsessive energy threading through her movements. The Abyss responded violently, walls and shadows twisting, protecting and attacking simultaneously.
"You see?" Mason whispered, leaning close, his presence a caress and a chain at once. "Every act of rebellion… every heartbeat of defiance… belongs to me. Every flicker of power, every breath… you are mine. And one day… you will crave it."
The immortal screamed as her goddess-blood energy flared, shredding its defenses. When it finally fell, Seris collapsed, trembling. Mason knelt beside her, shadows brushing along her shoulders and neck. "You are mine," he whispered, silver eyes molten and storm-dark. "Even your defiance feeds the bond. One day… you will want it. You cannot resist."
The Abyss pulsed violently, alive, reactive, acknowledging the obsessive tether that bound them together. Seris pressed her hands to the mark, coiling heat threading through her veins. Resistance was futile. Desire was inevitable. The chains tightened, coiling around her heart, her mind, her so