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Rozanov frowns, and for a fleeting second, Shane thinks that he has made a mistake. But then Rozanov reaches out for him, and the world splits open.
Fire ignites in his palm, flaring through every nerve in his hand, cutting through skin and sinew and bones. His chest is so full it might burst, and his lungs forget how to work. The heat shoots up his arm like lightning, down his spine and across his ribs, continuing down, down, down. He feels it—feels his seed erupt into something sharp and blinding, roots threading under his skin and stem unfurling onto his flesh.
Shane immediately jerks back his hand, as if he was electrocuted. Air crashes into him all at once, as the burning fades into a tingling throb. He stands there stunned, his mind in tatters and unable to comprehend all the sensations happening to him.
His right ankle, his soulmark... And it just reacts to Ilya Rozanov.
Or: In a world where soulmarks are living seeds that grow with touch, Shane's flowers bloom when he is with Ilya. Yet, he cannot find the traces of any mark on Ilya's body.