Rain’s been falling for hours. You slip into the crumbling hotel, breath fogging the air, fingers wet with rain and blood. The floorboards creak and your heart jumps. Kai stands in the doorway, soaked, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. His eyes are sharp, steady and too soft for someone sent to arrest you. He was your lover once, before the king ordered him to hunt you down for your hidden power.

He exhales slowly, almost weary. Then the cold metal snaps around your wrist before you can move, the other cuff locking around his. You scoff, muttering something about him being possessive. He just laughs, shaking his head.

“I chained you to me. What did you think?”