DALTON POV
*Earned it / The weeknd *
The moment she sank her canines into my throat and the bond snapped into place…
I didn’t just see stars. I saw the birth of the f*****g universe behind my eyelids.
It cracked me open like a sinner at the altar of redemption.
And I didn’t want to be saved.
I wanted to be consumed.
The bond latched on with claws and teeth, punching a hole through my chest so wide that only she could fill it.
For the first time in my life, I felt right.
No doubt. No questions. No hesitation.
Just her.
Kai.
Ours.
I reached heaven without dying.
And now—like Derrick said—it was our turn.
Our turn to sink our teeth into her. Our turn to leave a mark so deep it would never fade. I needed to taste her blood, to feel her whimper as pain bled into pleasure, to hear
