*THIS Chapter WILL TAKE A TURN, SO JUST BE CAREFUL WHEN READING IT WONT BE LIKE THE OTHERS *
Elias trembled as the giant turned, his towering form pivoting with deliberate curiosity. Elias’s heart pounded, a mix of fear and thrill coursing through him as Torvald’s gaze narrowed, searching the expanse of his own body for the source of the disturbance. The giant was coming to investigate, and Elias, trapped yet electrified, realized he’d pushed the volcano to its waking point.
Torvald’s expression darkened, a low rumble escaping his throat—not mere curiosity, but something deeper, fiercer. Elias’s reckless climb had unwittingly trespassed into the sacred hollow of the giant’s ass, a place revered in our giant’s lore as an intimate thing only for the touch of a bonded mate. Now, violated by an outsider’s careless intrusion, Torvald’s anger simmered, his massive hands flexing as if torn between restraint and retribution.
“Who dares?” Torvald’s voice boomed, shaking the air like a landslide. “Who defiles the sacred hollow, trampling where only a mate may tread?”
Elias froze, his breath catching as the giant’s eyes locked onto him, a speck against the vast landscape of Torvald’s form. His mind raced, the thrill souring into dread. “I—I didn’t know!” he shouted, his voice thin and desperate against the giant’s thunder. “It was just a climb, I swear—no disrespect meant!”
“*No disrespect?*” Torvald’s growl vibrated through Elias’s bones, his massive hand hovering closer, fingers curling with barely contained fury. “You’ve stained a sanctity older than your kind’s memory, little trespasser. Speak quickly—why should I not crush you for this?”
Elias’s gut twisted, the weight of his mistake sinking deeper as Torvald’s shadow swallowed him whole. “I’m sorry!” he cried, scrambling for words. “I’ll make it right—tell me how!”
Torvald’s eyes narrowed, the fury in them flickering with something else—consideration, perhaps, or the faintest trace of pity. “Make it right?” he rumbled, his voice quieter now, but no less menacing. “You know not what you’ve broken, nor what it costs.” Torvald calms down and says…
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