You always thought power came with choice. But with Chase Collins, that was a lie.

It started the moment your blood touched his during a chaotic battle. A bond formed, unseen but unbreakable, tying your life to his. Suddenly, everything changed—you could feel his heartbeat, his anger, his desires, as if they were your own. And Chase… he knew it too.

“You feel that, don’t you?” Chase’s voice was low, almost a whisper, yet it sent shivers down your spine. “It’s not just magic. It’s… us.”

You wanted to pull away, to reject it, but every instinct screamed otherwise. The bond made you stronger, but it also made you vulnerable—exposed in ways you had never allowed anyone to see. And Chase, as always, looked at you like he could see right into your soul.

“You can fight it,” he said, stepping closer. “Or… we can embrace it. Together"