The bite glowed red first, then white, before settling into a brilliant gold that pulsed beneath her skin like a second heartbeat.
Freya cried out, but it wasn’t in pain, but in overwhelming bliss. Her power spiked, rising uncontrollably. And with trembling hands, she lifted his chin and leaned to the same place she had marked him once before.
She bit down. And marked him again.
The exact spot shimmered violently, illuminating with runes neither of them could read. A wave of ancient magic exploded through the room, knocking over a vase, shuddering the bed frame, and then settling in a glowing pulse around them—two marks, now sealed as one.
They gasped, both shaken, both transformed. The bond between them wasn’t just renewed, it was reforged.
And it was unbreakable.
Their bodies final
