{"id":252433,"date":"2026-07-13T02:04:10","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:04:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-bond-of-blood-and-lies-sarah-l-reiss\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T02:04:10","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:04:10","slug":"a-bond-of-blood-and-lies-sarah-l-reiss","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-bond-of-blood-and-lies-sarah-l-reiss\/","title":{"rendered":"A Bond Of Blood And Lies – Sarah L Reiss"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Zyric. Fire. Screams. Death. My lungs refuse to draw in anything more than thin, shallow gasps. I can\u2019t move. Can\u2019t stand. Can\u2019t look. \u201cNo,\u201d I whisper. \u201cNo, no, no.\u201d My vision blurs as pressure builds in my chest. I\u2019m on the verge of passing out. Pain locks me in place as I try to curl in on myself, ribs screaming as I lie rigid against a stone boulder, trapped inside my own skin.<\/p>\n

Suddenly, warm, gentle hands cup my cheeks, and the familiar scent of mint floods my senses. Forcing my eyes open, I see Cal in front of me, his presence alone enough to take the edge off, enveloping me in a calmness I didn\u2019t think possible. \u201cHey,\u201d he says softly. \u201cLook at me. Just me. Breathe.\u201d Gazing into his dark eyes, I do as he says, focusing on my heartbeat, and eventually the world returns in pieces.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t speak, neither does Cal. It\u2019s as if we\u2019re trapped in a bubble, just the two of us, and nothing else matters outside it. Slowly, he slides his hands down to my neck, brushing my cheekbones with his thumbs. Closing his eyes, his forehead rests against mine, and for a second, everything is still.<\/p>\n

I can feel his breath. His pulse. The tension in his hands. His restraint\u2026 and then it snaps. Cal\u2019s mouth crashes onto mine like it\u2019s something he needs, like his body moved before his mind could stop it. His kiss isn\u2019t gentle or slow\u2014it\u2019s urgent, desperate, filled with need. My mind protests immediately, a thousand thoughts colliding. This is the bond. This isn\u2019t real. This isn\u2019t a choice. This is wrong. I want this. This feels right. Gods, it feels right. His hands tighten at my neck as I kiss him back with the same hunger and desperation he shows.<\/p>\n

I shouldn\u2019t want this, but I do, so I make no attempt to stop whatever this is. For a long moment, the world disappears. No mountain. No dragon. No danger. No blood bond. No fear. Just heat. Breath. Contact. Cal. When he finally pulls back, he almost looks dazed, a boyish grin tugging at his lips. \u201cYou have no idea how badly I\u2019ve been wanting to do that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou have no idea how badly I\u2019ve been wanting to do that,\u201d Cove mocks in a high-pitched voice from behind Cal. \u201cWhen you two are done, I\u2019d quite like to get off this mountain.\u201d \u201cFifty shifts when we\u2019re back, Cove,\u201d Cal says without looking away from me. \u201cWhat? That\u2019s not fair\u2026 fuck.\u201d \u201cDo you trust me?\u201d Cal asks. Peering over his shoulder, I cast a glance at the dragon hovering just beyond the mountain, my breath catching, eyes flaring wide.<\/p>\n

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This is a work of fiction. Any names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author\u2019s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Cover designed by GetCovers 1kitap1.com\/en TABLE OF CONTENTS One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve Thirteen Fourteen Fifteen Sixteen Seventeen Eighteen Nineteen Twenty Twenty-One Twenty-Two Twenty-Three Twenty-Four Twenty-Five Twenty-Six Twenty-Seven Twenty-Eight Twenty-Nine Thirty Thirty-One Thirty-Two Thirty-Three Thirty-Four Thirty-Five Thirty-Six Thirty-Seven Thirty-Eight Thirty-Nine Forty Forty-One Forty-Two Forty-Three Author\u2019s note Acknowledgements 1kitap1.com\/en ONE \u201cElora, wake up.<\/p>\n

They\u2019ve found us!\u201d \u201cGo away, Lyra,\u201d Elora whines, still half-asleep, pulling the covers back up over her shoulders and holding them tightly. She\u2019s always been a heavy sleeper, but we don\u2019t have time for this. We need to go now. They\u2019ll kill us if they find us. With trembling fingers, I grab her shoulder and shake harder. \u201cElora, come on. The dragons are here.\u201d Her brown eyes snap open, confusion flashing for half a second before my words sink in.<\/p>\n

Then it\u2019s gone\u2014replaced by immediate fear. \u201cShit.\u201d She throws the covers back and scrambles out of bed, grabbing her go- bag that\u2019s stuffed underneath. We\u2019ve practiced this once, but we never thought we\u2019d actually do it for real, and in a matter of minutes, we\u2019re ready to leave. \u201cAre you sure it\u2019s dragons?\u201d Elora asks as we make our way out of our apartment.<\/p>\n

The cold air hits my skin, but it does nothing to cool the heat of panic building inside me. My heart pounds so hard I\u2019m amazed I\u2019m still standing. \u201cPositive.\u201d When the shifters are in their dragon forms, their smoky scent is stifling, but even in their Aelari forms, I can smell them for miles. \u201cCan you detect how close they are?\u201d Elora asks as we stick to the shadows, heading for the forest about a mile away.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, but I think they\u2019re close.\u201d \u201cCan you phase us?\u201d \u201cNot if we need to phase back to Azhareth.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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