Chapter 170 ~ The More The Merrier

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• CHOSEN   Chapter 217 ~ Kingslayer, Remember?

  {Ciril’s POV} Landon told me that we were one day away from the Palace, and I didn’t know whether to feel relieved or feel dreadful. I think I felt both. It would be nice returning to the Palace, knowing that the war was over now… but then again, I would also be returning to see my family, the people I care about, all beaten and Feral. The thought of them hasn’t left my mind all this while and believe me when I say it’s the most agonizing thing one can think about.The war was won but I don’t think the war would ever truly be won if the people I love aren’t there with me— at least not sanely.Having them as Ferals would break me as much as it would if they were dead and so, getting to the Palace now was a dreadful feat.It added sorrow and melancholy to the anger I was feeling and the combined emotions were just too much for me to bear. So I decided to dismiss and pour out the anger.I was pouring out the anger on Landon. He had changed my clothes, touched me, and seen me naked—

• CHOSEN   Chapter 216 ~ One Day Away

  {Ciril’s POV} I saw darkness… and then I felt my body bobbing.I didn’t understand the motion— why I was bobbing, so I forced my eyelids open to realize that the darkness had been because my eyes were closed.I saw the sky now. It was blue and brown in color.Wait. Brown?I looked at it well… and then I tensed.It wasn’t the sky I was looking at. It was Landon’s eyes, his blue eyes, and also his face— hence the added brown color. I felt my body against his. He was carrying me.How…The last thing I remembered was me asking him to drop me so how is it that he was carrying me in his arms again?What did he do to me?!I grew a frown in reaction now and just then, I heard his voice. “You’re awake.” He said as he noticed. “You fai—” “Drop me.” I told him as I motioned to climb down from his body. “Ciril. You’re—”“Put me down!” I prompted him as I tried to place my legs on the ground at once. He helped me by immediately lowering me since I was being hasty, and I finally planted my l

• CHOSEN   Chapter 215 ~

  {Anne’s POV} ~ Several Hours Ago During The Long Night ~ I followed her scent… and when her scent was beginning to fail me as her blood was now contaminated, I followed her growling. I felt weak. I had just given a good gauge of my blood to Ciril so I could only crawl very slowly now.But then I finally got to my sister. It wasn’t hard locating her considering how loudly she was growling. She was still a bit conscious but then this was the turning stage. She was in a fierce battle with the infection but then it was a vain one as it was clear that the infection would win. It had won over thousands of Reignile citizens so it would definitely win over her. I was made emotional by this fact. I’ve not known any emotion ever since I had my eyes plucked out but in this moment, sitting close to Anita and pulling her against my skin, I felt really bruised and helpless hearing how distressed my baby sister was sounding. She struggled to break free from me while she simultaneously called m

• CHOSEN   Chapter 214 ~ Shivering

  {Ciril’s POV} I hated my predicament. I hated the fact that I was in this helpless situation. It angered me to my bones, but then I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t do anything but give in.“Yes.” I told Landon finally and then I watched him stroll over to me with some stains of blood on his lips. I saw it and didn’t bother asking questions even though I felt like I should. It simply wasn’t my business.He got close to me and for some reason, I grew tense when I felt her hands on me— on my body. It felt like the atmosphere had grown hotter.“Don’t hold me too tightly.” I told him.“Okay.”“And watch where you place your hands.” “I am.”His grip on my body felt strong and at the same time felt gentle as he carried me off the ground like I weighed nothing. I felt my body rest against his rock-hard abs and chest as he carried me bridal style and I tried to focus on something other than the fact that he was carrying me. I automatically took in his scent and even though it had been a

• CHOSEN   Chapter 213 ~ Yes

  {Ciril’s POV} Bloodied, Gory, and Wretched. This was the description of the fleshy mess that was also the Dark One, and as much as I didn’t want that to be the only description, I couldn’t do anything else because he was dead. The fucker was dead. He had probably lost too much blood or the pain had been too overwhelming to bear and remain alive. Either way, he was gone but my hunger for vengeance remained… and it was transformed into anger and a shitty mood now.Angry, I slapped the Dark One’s head now so that it detached from his neck and fell to the side. It was a vain attempt but then it served as a reflection of my dissatisfaction. It didn’t feel enough. It didn’t feel like I had tortured him enough so I took one long look at his body, which was less of a body now, and then I started to walk away with two tightly clenched fists and a strong frown on my face.I strolled over to a fallen tree trunk and sat there, and upon that wood, I settled into my melancholy.I was heaving i

• CHOSEN   Chapter 212 ~ Victory And Knowledge

  {Ciril’s POV} The Dark One had become a whimpering child.— I’ve said that part. But it became worse now as he started making weird faces as he continued to make his weird pleading noises. And he was doing all this because of my attempt on his dick. Which wasn’t such a big deal. I mean, I’ll just be pulling—I set my eyes on his dick. Underneath the pants that he was wearing, I caught sight of his dick and it turns out it was actually a ‘big deal’. Even better. I smirked and he panicked even more when he saw how satisfied I was.Don’t get me wrong. I’m not referring to the erotic type of satisfaction here.I was just satisfied because of his size in relation to what I was about to do to him— ‘cause when you lose something, the pain of the loss usually depends on the quantity or magnitude of the thing that was lost.And in the Dark One’s case, he had a big penis, thus his pain would be great by the time he lost it— by the time I ripped it off from its roots.I motioned to grab hol