Tangled In Scales

Tangled In Scales

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For as long as he can remember, Ashwin Lockwood has been haunted by dreams—dark waters, silver eyes, a whisper of something lurking just beneath the surface. But dreams are just dreams… until his boyfriend, Dr. Hayden Hayes, vanishes without a trace. Mount Haven is the kind of town where people don’t just disappear. And yet, they are. Then comes Ishaan Arthava—a stranger too mesmerizing to ignore who offers to help Ashwin search for Hayden. Ishaan always there, always watching. Too close. Too familiar. And when he says Ashwin’s name, it feels like a memory he can’t reach. And then the bodies start appearing. The deeper Ashwin is drawn into Ishaan’s orbit, the more his reality fractures. His world—his past, his future, his very identity—is slipping through his fingers like water. Sweet, steady Hayden. Deadly, intoxicating Ishaan. One is missing. One is inevitable. One holds his heart. The other holds his fate. But some bonds are too strong to break. And Ashwin’s destiny with Ishaan? It was never a choice. WARNING: 18+ , Hints of Omegaverse. THREAD CAREFULLY.

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Chapter 1

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The dream always started the same way.

Ashwin found himself standing in the middle of a vast, misty landscape. The air was cool, carrying the scent of damp earth and wet stone. The light was soft, muted—like the world had been swallowed up by the fog. But the strangest part was the water. Everywhere. It surrounded him, rushing through rivers, cascading over jagged rocks in waterfalls, pooling in dark lakes that seemed to stretch on forever. The mist rolled across the surfaces like a living thing, curling around his ankles, making it feel as though the land and the water were one.

He could hear the distant sound of rushing currents, the soft splash of water hitting stone, but it wasn’t the peaceful sound it should have been. There was an undercurrent to it—something wild, something dangerous, as if the water itself was alive, restless, calling out to him.

And then, the figure appeared.

Ashwin’s breath hitched in his throat as he saw him for the first time. A silhouette at first, standing tall and strong in the mist. The man’s body was sinuous, his dark scales shimmering in the dim light as he moved through the water with fluid grace. His tail—long, sleek, and powerful—slithered through the water, dark as the night sky, a deep, midnight blue that seemed to glisten with its own inner light.

Ashwin’s chest tightened, his heart picking up speed. There was something familiar about the figure—something that stirred a deep, forgotten part of him. The pull he felt was magnetic, like a gravitational force he couldn’t escape, no matter how hard he tried. It was as if his very soul recognized this stranger, as if he had always known him. As if he had been waiting for him.

The man stepped closer, his eyes—sharp, predatory—meeting Ashwin’s gaze. There was an intensity in his eyes that spoke of ancient power, of secrets buried deep. And when he spoke, his voice was rich, deep, and unearthly, like the rumble of distant thunder.

“Ayaan,” the man said, his voice a whisper that echoed in the mist, carrying with it a strange reverence.

Ashwin froze. Ayaan. The name felt foreign, but it also felt… right. Like it belonged to him. Like it was meant for him, but he couldn’t remember why. The way the man spoke it—like it was something sacred, something that only he could utter—made Ashwin’s heart race.

His mouth parted, but no words came out.

The man’s lips curled into a small smile, and in that moment, Ashwin felt a rush of longing, something so deep and primal that it made his breath catch. He couldn’t explain it. He didn’t even know this man, but in that moment, he felt more connected to him than anyone he had ever known.

“Ayaan,” the man repeated, his tone darker now, more possessive, almost pleading. “You belong with me. Come back.”

Before Ashwin could speak, before he could even process what was happening, the ground beneath him began to tremble. The mist swirled around them, the water churning violently. The once peaceful landscape shifted into chaos, the air thickening, the atmosphere heavy with a tension Ashwin couldn’t explain. And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the vision shattered. The water, the man, the entire world disappeared in a swirl of mist, and Ashwin was left standing in a void, the silence deafening.

His heart pounded, his mind a whirl of confusion. Ayaan? Why had the man called him that? What did it mean? He felt the name resonate deep inside him, like a part of him was waking up, something buried deep within that he had never been able to grasp before.

But just as he tried to reach for the answers, everything went black.

Ashwin jolted awake, his chest heaving as he gasped for air. The familiar comfort of his bed greeted him, but the remnants of the dream lingered, the images swirling in his mind like smoke. His skin was cold, his body trembling slightly as he tried to ground himself in reality. The sheets beneath him felt foreign, too soft, too warm in contrast to the icy chill of the dream.

He rolled over onto his side, his eyes fluttering open, and saw Hayden beside him. His boyfriend, his anchor in the storm. Hayden’s deep brown hair was messy from sleep, and his chest rose and fell in steady rhythm, peaceful in contrast to Ashwin’s frayed nerves. The gentle warmth of Hayden’s body against his own grounded him, but the echoes of the dream—the name, the man, the strange pull—refused to let go.

“Hey…” Hayden mumbled sleepily, his hand reaching out, brushing the hair from Ashwin’s forehead. His touch was soft, warm, soothing, and it helped Ashwin’s breathing return to normal. “Bad dream?”

Ashwin nodded, a small, hesitant smile tugging at his lips. “Yeah, I guess,” he muttered. He didn’t know how to explain it—how could he? He didn’t even understand it himself. The dream had felt so real, so vivid. And the man, the Naga… he wasn’t just a figment of his imagination. There was something about him, something that Ashwin couldn’t shake.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Hayden’s voice was gentle, full of concern. He turned toward Ashwin, pulling him close into his arms, his warmth a comfort Ashwin always sought after long days.

Ashwin closed his eyes, trying to push the remnants of the dream away. He didn’t want to think about it. Didn’t want to think about Ayaan, the name that didn’t belong to him, the strange, intoxicating feeling the dream had left behind.

“I’ll be fine,” Ashwin said softly, burying his face in Hayden’s chest. He could feel the steady beat of Hayden’s heart beneath his ear. “It’s just a dream. Nothing to worry about.”

Hayden didn’t press him further, instead brushing his fingers through Ashwin’s hair, offering him the comfort he needed without question. But Ashwin couldn’t shake the feeling that something more was happening, something beyond just a strange dream.

He closed his eyes, trying to forget, trying to calm the storm inside him. But in the back of his mind, the name echoed, as real and insistent as it had been in the dream. Ayaan.

And for the first time in his life, Ashwin wasn’t sure who he was anymore.

As the morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on the room, Ashwin woke up again, this time for real. But the feeling remained. The dream had faded, but the name—Ayaan—lingered, a whisper in the back of his mind. It felt like a secret he wasn’t meant to know, a truth he wasn’t ready to face.

And as he lay there, listening to the sound of Hayden’s breathing, the questions swirled around in his mind like the mist in his dream. Who was Ayaan? Why had the man in his dream said it like it meant something? And why did it feel so real?

Ashwin wasn’t sure of the answers yet. But he knew, deep down, that his life was about to change. That everything he thought he knew about himself—and the world around him—was about to be turned upside down.

And the man with the dark blue tail was only the beginning.

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The dream always started the same way.Ashwin found himself standing in the middle of a vast, misty landscape. The air was cool, carrying the scent of damp earth and wet stone. The light was soft, muted—like the world had been swallowed up by the fog. But the strangest part was the water. Everywhere. It surrounded him, rushing through rivers, cascading over jagged rocks in waterfalls, pooling in dark lakes that seemed to stretch on forever. The mist rolled across the surfaces like a living thing, curling around his ankles, making it feel as though the land and the water were one.He could hear the distant sound of rushing currents, the soft splash of water hitting stone, but it wasn’t the peaceful sound it should have been. There was an undercurrent to it—something wild, something dangerous, as if the water itself was alive, restless, calling out to him.And then, the figure appeared.Ashwin’s breath hitched in his throat as he saw him for the first time. A silhouette at first, standi
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The morning sunlight spilled through the thin curtains of Ashwin’s bedroom, painting the room in soft golden hues. He blinked against the brightness, his body still curled beneath the thick blankets. For the first time in a while, he’d slept through the night without waking up in a cold sweat, his dreams free from the haunting images of water and the dark figure that always lurked beneath its surface.Beside him, Hayden’s warmth was familiar, comforting. His arm was draped loosely over Ashwin’s waist, and his soft breathing fanned against the nape of his neck.Ashwin shifted slightly, careful not to wake him. There was something peaceful about these quiet mornings before the day truly began. He pressed his palm against his forehead, exhaling slowly. Maybe today would be different. Maybe today, he wouldn’t feel the lingering pull of something he couldn’t understand.He carefully slid out of bed, pulling on a loose sweater before padding toward the small kitchen. The house he and Hayden
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The rain had started as a light drizzle, misting the streets of Mount Haven in a damp, eerie fog. By the time Ashwin left the bookstore, it had turned into a steady downpour, soaking through his thin jacket. He cursed under his breath, shoving his hands deep into his pockets as he hurried down the slick pavement.He hadn’t expected rain today. Then again, Mount Haven’s weather had always been unpredictable, much like the town itself.His apartment wasn’t far—just a few more blocks—but the cold was beginning to seep into his bones. The streets were nearly empty, the distant glow of streetlights flickering against the wet asphalt.Then, out of nowhere, a car barreled down the road, hitting a deep puddle.A sheet of icy water surged up and crashed over Ashwin’s legs.“Shit—!” He stumbled back, the chill shooting straight through his clothes. Water dripped from his jeans, his shoes squelching against the pavement as he tried to shake off the worst of it.The car skidded to a halt a few fe
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The rain had stopped, leaving the air thick with the scent of wet earth. As he walked up the porch steps, he resisted the urge to glance back.The sound of Ishaan’s car driving off was the only sign that he had finally left.Ashwin unlocked the door, stepped inside, and let out a slow breath.The house was still and quiet, just the way he liked it.He barely had time to settle before his phone buzzed.Hayden.Hey, I heard about the storm. You okay?Ashwin sighed, rubbing a hand through his damp hair.Yeah, got caught in the rain, but I’m fine. Just tired.The response came instantly.Do you need anything?Ashwin shook his head, smiling faintly. Hayden was always like this—warm, steady, thoughtful. It was a sharp contrast to the strange, lingering tension Ishaan seemed to carry wherever he went.I’m good, promise. Let’s grab lunch tomorrow?Okay. Get some rest.Ashwin set the phone down and stretched. He needed sleep.But as soon as he closed his eyes, the dream started.He was underwa
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Ashwin adjusted the display of freshly baked pastries at Mount Haven Bookstore and Café, his fingers brushing against the warm surface of a croissant as he arranged them neatly on the counter. The smell of coffee, sugar, and aged books blended into a comforting atmosphere that made it one of his favorite places in the world. He had been working for a few hours now, the usual routine keeping him occupied. The café was moderately busy for a weekday morning, with a few locals reading by the windows and some chatting over their breakfast. He had barely glanced at his phone all morning, so when it vibrated in his pocket, he quickly pulled it out, expecting a text from Hayden confirming their lunch date. Instead, Hayden’s name flashed across the screen with an incoming call. Ashwin swiped to answer. “Hey, babe,” he greeted, wiping his hands on a napkin. “You calling to tell me you’re early? Because I wouldn’t mind sneaking out a few minutes ahead of schedule.” There was a pause, followe
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Ashwin wasn’t sure what made him finally agree, but here he was, standing in his small two-bedroom bungalow, leading Ishaan through the house while trying to ignore the heavy, heated gaze on his back.He had dressed comfortably, unaware he’d be giving someone a tour of his home—loose, oversized tee hanging off his shoulders and shorts that hugged his thighs in a way that made Ishaan’s attention linger far too long. It wasn’t just that Ishaan was looking. It was how he was looking.Every time Ashwin turned, Ishaan’s grey eyes flickered, shifting between their normal shade and something… different. Slitted. Like a predator watching prey.“This is the living room,” Ashwin said, motioning to the space with its deep brown leather couch and bookshelves lining the walls. “Kitchen’s through there.”Ishaan hummed, his voice low, deep, and appreciative. “Cozy.”Ashwin moved toward the hallway, leading Ishaan further inside. “Your room would be this one.” He gestured toward the door beside his o
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Ashwin hummed under his breath as he moved around the kitchen, stretching his arms above his head before reaching for a mug. Sunlight poured through the windows, painting the cozy space in a golden glow, while the scent of fresh coffee and vanilla filled the air. Everything was warm, peaceful—like something out of a dream.Because it was.“I hope you made enough for two,” a deep, rich voice drawled behind him.Before Ashwin could react, a firm grip encircled his waist, pulling him against an impossibly broad chest. Heat radiated from the body behind him, strong and grounding, and he felt the familiar press of lips against the curve of his neck.Ishaan.The man was a furnace—big, solid, and undeniably warm. At nearly 6’4”, he towered over Ashwin, his body sculpted from muscle, broad shoulders tapering into a defined waist and powerful thighs. His presence was overwhelming in the best way, his arms thick and dusted with dark hair, his voice low and teasing.Ashwin huffed but didn’t pul
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Ashwin hadn’t planned to go out today. Not when the town felt quieter than usual, not when his mind was plagued with thoughts of Hayden's sudden disappearance. But somehow, Ishaan had convinced him. With his smooth words and steady presence, he'd coaxed Ashwin into leaving the house, promising that a walk around town would help take his mind off things.“Come on,” Ishaan had said earlier that afternoon, standing by the front door with his arms crossed, his broad shoulders nearly filling the doorway. “You need a distraction. Sitting inside won’t change anything.”Ashwin had hesitated at first, shifting on his feet. But he couldn’t deny that staying cooped up wasn’t helping, either. So now, here they were, walking through the streets of Mount Haven, the late afternoon sun casting golden light over the quiet town.They started at the town square, where Ashwin pointed out the small shops lining the cobbled streets. “That’s the bakery,” he said, nodding toward a warm-looking building with
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After finding the bodies at the lake, Ashwin did his best to keep his distance from Ishaan. It wasn’t that he suspected him, but something about Ishaan—his presence, his gaze, the way his body had felt against him in the water—had Ashwin on edge.He buried himself in work at Mount Haven Bookstore and Café, but it didn’t help when Ishaan walked in like he owned the place, ordering the same thing as always: black coffee and macarons.“I was starting to think you were avoiding me,” Ishaan mused, leaning lazily against the counter.Ashwin didn’t look at him. “I’ve just been busy.”“Busy ignoring me?” Ishaan teased, his voice smooth.Ashwin glared at him, but Ishaan only chuckled, his gray eyes gleaming in amusement. Then he did something unexpected—he reached out and fixed the collar of Ashwin’s shirt, his fingers brushing lightly against Ashwin’s skin. It was nothing, just a small touch, but it made heat coil in Ashwin’s stomach.And Ashwin couldn't stop thinking about it for the rest o
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The moon hung low over Mount Haven, its silver glow spilling over the landscape, casting eerie shadows between the trees. The night was thick with the hum of crickets, the rustle of unseen creatures, and the distant hoot of an owl. But none of it disturbed Ishaan as he moved through the dense woods, his bare feet silent against the damp earth.He had left the house quietly, ensuring Ashwin was deep in sleep before slipping into the trees. The cool night air wrapped around his heated skin, but he barely felt it. His mind was elsewhere—on the hunger that twisted deep in his gut, on the beast clawing beneath his skin.He reached the lake, the same one where he and Ashwin had swum earlier, though now it was quiet, undisturbed. The water was dark, its surface glassy and still, reflecting the night sky in shards of silver. Ishaan stood at the edge, his tall, broad frame bathed in moonlight. He let out a slow breath before shedding his clothes, the fabric falling away to reveal the powerful
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