The Abyss pulsed violently, alive with anticipation, walls twisting, shadows writhing like living serpents. Every heartbeat of Seris sent ripples of molten energy through the black expanse. Mason's obsessive presence pressed against her mind like molten steel, threading through her every thought, her every desire, and her every fear. The silver mark burned hotter than ever, coiling through her veins, igniting her goddess-blood power beyond anything she had ever felt.
"You cannot resist me," Mason whispered, his voice silk wrapped in steel. Silver eyes glimmered molten and storm-dark. "Every spark of rebellion, every heartbeat… belongs to me. You crave it. You already do."
Her chest tightened. Shadows flared violently from her hands, twisting into whips and blades that obeyed both her will and Mason's obsessive tether. She hated him. She feared him. And yet… she wanted him, the suffocating tether threading her soul to his obsession.
From the black depths, a colossal god emerged, molten-gold eyes blazing hatred older than centuries. Its body coiled with dark energy, lashing and striking like a storm, warping the Abyss around it.
Seris lunged, shadows intertwining with Mason's obsessive energy, amplifying her strikes. Fear, exhilaration, and desire collided violently in her chest. She hated him. She feared him. And yet… she wanted him. She wanted the suffocating tether, the chains threading her soul to Mason.
"You see?" Mason whispered, brushing a shadow tendril across her arm. "Every act of defiance, every heartbeat… threads you closer. You are mine. One day… you will crave it completely."
The immortal roared, molten-gold energy flaring, attempting to obliterate the Abyss. Shadows reacted violently, striking at the god while protecting Seris. Every heartbeat threaded with Mason's obsession, coiling tighter, threading her power, fear, and desire into a storm she could not resist.
When the god finally fell, Seris collapsed, trembling, chest heaving from exertion and the heat of the mark. Mason knelt beside her, shadows brushing along her neck and shoulders in intimate strokes.
"You are mine," he whispered, silver eyes molten and storm-dark. "Even your defiance strengthens the bond. One day… you will crave me. You cannot resist, Seris."