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Back in bed, Ashwin lay on his side, his body still trembling from what had happened. His mind reeled, his heart pounding against his ribs as a sickening guilt began to claw at his stomach. He had cheated. On Hayden.The thought sent a wave of nausea through him, making him curl in on himself. His fingers clutched at the sheets as he tried to steady his breathing. He had always prided himself on being loyal, on doing the right thing, but now?Now, he felt tainted.Ishaan shifted beside him, the mattress dipping under his weight. "You're thinking too much again," he murmured, voice deep and smooth, like silk sliding over skin.Ashwin didn't respond. He couldn’t.Ishaan sighed as if amused, rolling onto his side to face him. “You cheated, huh?”Ashwin flinched at the word. "I—yes. I shouldn’t have done this." His voice was barely above a whisper.Ishaan let out a low chuckle, and Ashwin finally turned to look at him, confused by his reaction.Then Ishaan’s fingers brushed lightly over A
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The air of Kal'Raksha was thick with humidity, fragrant with the scent of wildflowers and damp earth. Waterfalls cascaded from towering cliffs, feeding into lakes that stretched like sheets of glass under the moonlight. Mist curled lazily above the water, drifting through dense jungle greenery where ancient trees twisted toward the heavens. Their roots burrowed deep, intertwining with the land itself as if whispering secrets of a time before memory. Nestled in this paradise was the village—huts woven from sturdy reeds and clay, their roofs sloped to repel the seasonal rains. Fires flickered in the distance, casting long shadows across the jungle floor. The night hummed with the symphony of chirping insects and distant howls of unseen creatures. Among these homes was Ishaan’s home. Built with strong materials, its frame tall and grand, fit for someone of his stature. His bed was a raised frame, wooden posts wrapped in thick vines and silke
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The afternoon hung heavy with an unsettling stillness, the sky blanketed in thick, rolling clouds that smothered the sunlight. Though it wasn’t raining, the air carried the thick humidity of an impending storm. The wind barely stirred the leaves, and every step Ashwin took felt magnified in the unnatural quiet.Even the birds had gone silent.Ashwin clenched his fists at his sides as he walked, trying to shake the unease prickling at the back of his neck. The call from the police earlier had sent his heart into turmoil, and now, as he and Ishaan made their way through the forest, his pulse thudded so loudly he could hear it in his ears.“I got a call from the police,” Ashwin finally said, his voice quieter than he intended. His throat was dry, his words hesitant, as though saying them out loud would make them less hopeful.Ishaan, who had been walking beside him with his usual unhurried grace, turned his head slightly. His storm-gray eye
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The fluorescent lights of the police station buzzed softly overhead, casting a sterile glow over the waiting area. Ashwin sat stiffly on one of the plastic chairs, his arms wrapped securely around the two boys who clung to him like vines. They were dry now, dressed in oversized sweaters an officer had given them, but their little hands still trembled, their hazel eyes darting around warily. Ishaan leaned lazily against the counter beside him, his sharp grey eyes scanning the room as if he were bored rather than waiting to give a statement. The officer in charge, a burly man with graying hair and a permanent scowl, finally approached them with a deep sigh, placing a file down on his desk before crossing his arms. “You two are insane,” he stated flatly, fixing them both with a stern look. Ashwin blinked. “Excuse me?” The officer huffed. “Going to a crime scene alone, without backup? What the hell were you thinking?” His sharp gaze flickered to the children before softening
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The house had never felt so alive. From the moment they stepped through the door, the twins had transformed their once peaceful home into a storm of energy. Ashwin sighed, rubbing his temples as he watched the two small boys darting through the living room at full speed. “NO RUNNING INSIDE!” he called. His words were ignored. Instead, the twins let out matching giggles, their tiny feet pattering against the floor as they chased each other, narrowly avoiding furniture. Ishaan was no help whatsoever. He lounged on the couch, arms folded, a slow smirk on his face as he observed the chaos. “They don’t listen to you,” he mused. Ashwin shot him a glare. “I noticed.” Ishaan’s grey eyes twinkled with amusement. Then, suddenly— CRASH. A decorative vase toppled off the shelf, shattering into pieces. Ashwin groaned. The twins froze, staring wide-eyed at the mess. “…Oops?” one of them offered. “…Sorry?” the other added. Ashwin pinched the bridge of his nose. “Alr
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The morning sunlight poured through the small kitchen window, painting golden streaks across the wooden table where the twins sat, eagerly digging into their breakfast. The scent of fresh toast and honey lingered in the air, mingling with the earthy aroma of tea. The house was warm, filled with soft clinks of utensils against plates, the hum of conversation, and the happy giggles of the two boys.Ishaan stood by the sink, dressed in his mechanic’s uniform—dark overalls with the sleeves pushed up, revealing strong forearms dusted with faint grease stains. His grey eyes flicked over to Ashwin, who was standing by the counter, sipping his morning tea. Dressed in a simple oversized sweater and fitted jeans, Ashwin looked as effortlessly put together as ever, his green eyes still drowsy from sleep.The twins, Kai and Koa, were wolfing down their food, their small hands sticky with honey and crumbs as they devoured their breakfast with a speed that would put gr
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The rain had been relentless since morning, a steady downpour that painted the town in muted grays and blues. Inside the cozy bookstore café, warmth and the rich scent of coffee wrapped around customers like a comforting embrace.At the center of it all was Ashwin—frazzled, exhausted, and desperately trying to keep two chaotic forces of nature under control.“No running!” he scolded as Kai and Koa darted between the bookshelves, their tiny feet padding across the wooden floors. Customers either chuckled in amusement or smiled indulgently, unfazed by the twin tornadoes.“But Mommy, we’re helping customers find books!” Koa declared proudly, clutching a thick fantasy novel.Ashwin nearly choked."What did I say about calling me that in public?!"Kai and Koa exchanged mischievous looks. Then, in unison—“Okay, Ashy!”Ashwin groaned. A few customers openly laughed, while his colleague Sarah barely held it together.
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The rain had finally stopped, leaving behind the scent of damp earth and fresh air. It was the perfect kind of lazy Sunday, the kind where time seemed to slow down, and the world outside the little bungalow didn’t matter.Ashwin had planned for a quiet morning—some light reading, a hot cup of coffee, and maybe sneaking in a nap if the twins miraculously stayed calm. But, of course, that was wishful thinking.Because Koa and Kai were currently causing chaos in the kitchen."Stop eating the flour!" Ashwin scolded, snatching the bag from Kai, who had somehow managed to coat his entire face in white powder. His light skin made the mess even more obvious.Koa, standing on a chair by the counter, poked at the pancake batter with a wooden spoon, frowning. “Too lumpy,” he declared.Kai, licking flour off his fingers, nodded. “Needs more sugar.”Ashwin groaned. “It needs more patience—and for you two menaces to stop eating raw ingredients
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The hut was warm, filled with the gentle hum of afternoon life. Sunlight streamed through the open windows, casting golden patches across the wooden floor where Freya sat in a large wooden chair, her presence both regal and weathered.The years had softened her once-imposing features, though her sharp eyes still carried remnants of her past sins.Ishaan hadn’t fully forgiven her—not yet—but the rawness of his anger had faded into something quieter, something worn down by time. Ashwin knew his mate well enough to see that, even if Ishaan wouldn't outright say it.Ashwin, exhausted beyond measure, lay sprawled on the fur-covered bed, his body still recovering from childbirth. He was napping, though one of the quadruplets was latched onto his nipple, suckling with slow, steady motions. The other three slept soundly beside him, tiny chests rising and falling in unison.On the floor, Kai and Koa, the ever-curious twins, sat cross-le
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The moon hung high in the sky, casting pale silver light through the wooden slats of the hut. Inside, the warmth of bodies tangled together on the large fur-covered bed filled the space with soft breathing, the occasional rustle of tails shifting in sleep, and the faint scent of milk from the newborns.Ashwin sat by the open window, chin resting on his hand as his other arm draped lazily over his knees. The cool night air kissed his skin, contrasting the heat of the room. He stared out at the dense trees surrounding their home, at the way the wind moved through the leaves like whispered secrets.He was tired, but sleep wouldn’t come.Why?Why in the world would Hayden want to get the pendant for Ohas after everything Ohas had put them through?His fingers clenched against the windowsill, nails digging into the wood.Ohas, the monster who had slaughtered people in Mount Haven like they were nothing but insects.
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Ohas stiffened slightly before resting his chin on Hayden’s stomach, looking up at him with those sharp eyes."Back when we traveled to the glaciers…" he started slowly, gauging Hayden’s reaction. "The plan was to find it then."Hayden stilled. His brows furrowed. "Wait—what?"Ohas let out an awkward chuckle, rubbing the back of his head. "I never told you, but that was the real reason we went. I wanted to find the pendant before it was too late."Hayden narrowed his eyes. "And?"Ohas’ expression turned sheepish. "And… I was in rut. A bad one. I could barely focus, and then, well, you looked too tempting, and we had to turn back because I wanted to make sure you were safe in your nest."Hayden knew exactly what he meant by that. The smaller male sighed in frustration, resisting the urge to strangle him. "So, you’re telling me we could’ve had this issue handled months ago, but your dick got in the way?"
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The evening in Kal'Raksha was peaceful, the air carrying the scent of damp earth and fresh herbs as Hayden knelt in his growing garden.The two visible moons cast a soft glow over the land, painting everything in a pale, silver-blue hue.Ohas lounged nearby, watching lazily, his long tail curled loosely around himself as Hayden worked, grinding herbs with practiced hands. He had been experimenting with a stronger concoction, something more potent for Ohas’ persistent cough. He’d gotten the hang of traditional medicine, refining it to the point where it rivaled even the best healers of the Kaur Clan.Hayden wiped his forehead, glancing over at his mate. "This one should work better," he murmured, holding up the mixture. "Honestly, at this point, you shouldn’t even need the pendant anymore—especially since you’re not feeding on blood."He expected relief, maybe even a rare, quiet smile from Ohas. Instead, his mate’s haz
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The bathhouse was filled with the scent of damp stone and fresh herbs, the warm water swirling gently as steam curled into the air. Lanterns cast a soft, flickering glow against the carved stone walls, their light reflecting off the rippling surface of the pool. It was a quiet, secluded space—hidden from the rest of the clan, a sanctuary where the weight of leadership could slip away, if only for a little while.Ohas lay partially submerged in the water, his golden-hazel eyes half-lidded, his expression unreadable. The heated bath should have relaxed him, but instead, he remained still, his mind distant. The depth of his thoughts made him seem almost unreachable, lost somewhere Hayden couldn't quite follow.Soft footsteps echoed across the marble floor, breaking the quiet."Puppy," Hayden called, his voice smooth and familiar.Ohas' eyes flickered open, and for the first time in hours, his lips curled into a faint smi
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Nine months had passed, and the long-awaited moment had arrived. The three moons of Kal’Raksha had finally aligned, casting a breathtaking glow across the land. Colors shimmered in the sky like liquid gemstones, illuminating the burrow where Ashwin lay coiled around his clutch of seven eggs. The iridescent blues and purples reflected off his smooth, dark emerald scales, making him look ethereal, otherworldly—like the guardian of something sacred.The air was thick with anticipation, heavy with the scent of damp earth and fresh water from the river that fed their bathhouse. The nest was warm, woven from softened leaves, dried moss, and Ashwin’s own shed skin, all meticulously arranged to cradle his fragile young. Ishaan, standing just outside the nest, was motionless, his piercing silver eyes locked on Ashwin’s still form. He had been waiting, watching, his powerful dark-blue coils tense with instinctual protectiveness.Then,
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The nest was ready.Tucked behind their hut, near the gentle curve of the river that fed their bathhouse, the burrow was a masterpiece of instinct and care. The entrance was shaded by thick, hanging vines, their emerald green blending with the damp earth. Inside, the space was warm, lined with layers of woven reeds, dried moss, and soft pelts stolen from the upper caves of the clan. The scent of fresh water mingled with the deep, musky aroma of their den, making it the perfect place—safe, hidden, and waiting.And now, it was time.A massive emerald-green serpent slithered forward, powerful coils rippling as he made his way into the nest. Ashwin’s full naga form was breathtaking, his sea-green eyes glowing faintly in the dim light as he moved with effortless grace. He was over ten feet tall, sleek muscles shifting beneath his glistening scales, and his belly was just slightly swollen—a sign of the life growi
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The days passed in a steady rhythm, each one settling into a routine that, for once, felt almost… normal. The kitchen and storage room were finally completed, and Hayden found himself pleased with how well everything had come together. The space wasn’t extravagant, but it was efficient, built into the rock near the entrance of Ohas’ cave. Inside, shelves were already lined with clay pots, woven baskets, and bundles of herbs hanging from the ceiling to dry. The servants, though initially unsure of his methods, had adapted quickly, and Hayden had no problem giving orders.That morning, he had spent hours outside in the courtyard, kneeling in the dirt with his sleeves rolled up, his hands buried in the soil. The large courtyard had been neatly swept, leaving it an open, empty space, but not for long. He was determined to change that. Carefully, he planted the beginnings of his nursery, arranging the herbs in neat rows
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Ohas was building something again. Not a home, not a sanctuary—no, right now, he was building Hayden’s pleasure, dragging him deeper and deeper into a haze of unbearable bliss.His mouth was wrapped around Hayden’s length, warm and slick, his forked tongue curling, teasing, pressing in all the right places. He was thorough, like he had all the time in the world, savoring every inch of Hayden like he was something precious, something worth worshipping.The wet slide of Ohas’ mouth was maddening, slow and indulgent, his lips sealing tight around him as he sucked, hollowing his cheeks before pulling back only to tease the head with delicate flicks of his tongue. His hands—large, warm, possessive—held Hayden’s hips still against the furs, preventing him from moving, from thrusting up into that sinful heat.Hayden’s breath came in ragged pants, his body trembling as pleasure coiled hot and tight in his stomach. "Ohas," he gasped, voice break
