Hunted Hybrid – Aegis War Saga 1
Chapter 162
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I stared at him. At the monster the world had made out of him. My monster. My mate. And for the first time in what felt like forever, I felt
hope.
“I don’t want to be a queen,” I whispered.
“Good,” he said, pulling me into his arms. “Then let’s be fugitives.”
And just like that, the first crack appeared in the empire of blood and lies.
Varek POV
I walked a razor wire, and every step tasted like blood. Lucien watched everything. Vaela even more so. That smile of hers, coiled and cold and hungry, knew too much.
I swore she was waiting for me to fuck up.
So I didn’t. I played the part. Loyal. Obedient. Controlled. But every second of every goddamn day, my anxiety clawed at my insides. And Soria? Fuck. She was the only light left in this abyss. The only thing keeping me from snapping Lucien’s spine like a twig and setting fire to this whole damn place.
But we had to wait. We had to be smart. Calculated. One wrong move and we were dead… or worse… turned into something beyond death.
So I bided my time. I mapped the halls. I memorized patrols. I tracked the rotation of the guards and blood slaves. I took note of which mages Lucien trusted and which ones grumbled under their breath when they thought he wasn’t listening. I even started flattering Vaela… just enough to keep her off our scent.
But every night when the doors closed, when it was just me and Soria… I couldn’t keep the mask on. Not with her. Not when her scent drove me insane and her eyes begged for something real. Something only I could give.
She was curled up on the bed then, her hair loose, her lips flushed from biting them all day. I knew that look. The ache in her chest mirrored my own.
“You’re doing good,” I whispered, crossing the room.
“You’re strong.”
She looked up at me, and her voice was a fucking weapon. Soft. Broken and hopeful. “Tell me we’ll get out.”
I knelt beside her, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “We will, I swear it.”
And maybe I shouldn’t have kissed her, Maybe it was reckless, maybe we should have been focused, maybe I was playing with fire… But I
couldn’t not kiss her.
So I did.
And gods help me, when her hands curled into my shirt and she climbed into my lap, every ounce of control I’d been clinging to snapped.
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She was all heat and hunger and need. Our bond pulsed like a second heartbeat, demanding we complete it. Claim it.
“Soria,” I growled, pressing my forehead to hers, breathing her in like she was oxygen. “Once we seal this, it’s forever.”
“I know,” she whispered. “And I want it. I want you. Not this place. Not them. Just you.”
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I lifted her then, carried her to the bed, and laid her down like she was the last soft thing in this brutal world. My hands trembled as they slid down her sides, tracing the curve of her hips, the dip of her waist, feeling the shiver that rippled through her skin under my touch.
She arched up toward me, her breath coming in these little gasps that lit me on fire, and I couldn’t wait another second to taste more of
her.
I kissed her again, deeper this time, my tongue sweeping against hers in a slow, deliberate dance that made her moan into my mouth. Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, and I let my lips trail down her jaw, her neck, nipping at the sensitive spot just below her ear that made her gasp my name like a prayer. Her pulse thrummed wild under my mouth, and I sucked gently there, my fangs grazing, marking her in the only way that mattered, mine.
Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me flush against her, and I could feel the heat of her through the thin fabric between us, the way her body cradled mine like it was made for this. For us. I ground against her slowly, teasing, feeling her hips buck up to meet me, her nails scraping down my back in a way that sent sparks straight to my core.
“Gods, you feel so good,” I murmured against her collarbone, my voice rough and broken with want. My hands found the hem of her shirt, sliding it up inch by inch, exposing the soft plane of her stomach, and the swell of her breasts. I peeled it off her, tossing it aside, and then my mouth was on her skin, kissing, licking, and worshipping every curve as she writhed beneath me.
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