Ruby
The fire inside me had finally settled, but something else had ignited in its place.
Manson’s golden eyes bore into mine, his touch still lingering on my skin, warm and steady. The flames around us flickered in time with my heartbeat, moving not with force, but with intent.
I had never felt so connected to my power before.
And yet, at this moment, it wasn’t my fire that consumed me.
It was him.
The weight of his gaze sent a shiver through me, different from the kind I had known before. This wasn’t fear. This wasn’t uncertainty.
This was undeniable, unshakable gravity.
Manson’s fingers trailed down my arm, his touch deliberate but light, as if testing the limits of this moment. Testing me.
I swallowed hard, my throat dry. “Manson…”
He didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to. T
