A top-tier hunter dies in a high-level dungeon only to awaken inside a novel as the weakest son of a powerful hunter family, a character destined to die early.
Determined to change his fate, he relies on his past-life instincts to survive. But something is wrong.
 The farther he is from the novel’s villian, the more his emotions spiral out of control.
What begins as a necessity soon turns into something far more dangerous.
As he grows stronger and defies the original story, the invisible bond between them tightens blurring the line between control and obsession, reason and desire.
In a world ruled by power and dungeons, the greatest threat may not be death… but losing himself to the one person he cannot stay away from

It was not a sound, it was a pressure more of a presence. Something that pushed against his consciousness like a hand pressing against a door. The bond pulsed once, twice, and then the voice came through. Not the system. Not the voice. Something else, something that lived in the space between his heartbeat and his breath.


He was being carried by some one. His body was slung over someone's shoulder, the person's arm hooked under his knees, their other hand holding a sword that was pointed at the floor. The motion was jolting, uneven, each step a small impact that rattled his teeth and made his head bounce against the person's back.


He did not move, he did not speak. He let his eyes adjust to the dark room


Chapter 102 - Whisper from the bond