Chapter 122 Tomb Raider's Reward Ch4

• The ruin is quieter now. Not silent — never silent — but the humming is softer, like a heartbeat that’s caught its breath. The idol watches them with that carved grin as they dress in half-ruined clothes, breathing hard, avoiding each other’s eyes.
• She pulls her torn pants over thighs still sticky with him — her rival, her curse. She hates how she aches for more. Hates the glow under her skin that won’t fade.
• He wipes sweat from his brow, shirt hanging open, his mark flickering low on his collarbone. It matches hers — raw red lines that pulse when she glances at them.