SURROGATE FOR THE STAVROS BROTHERS
A ragged gasp escaped my lips as Elias stepped directly in front of me, his dark eyes locking onto mine as his thumb brushed firmly over my swollen lower lip. "We are going to take you apart perfectly," the CEO whispered, his voice a dark, intoxicating promise as the searing heat between us finally boiled over. "And you are going to let us."
Sybil Adams does not believe in fairy tales, and she definitely does not believe in mixing business with pleasure. She had one goal: save her dying sister. When the untouchable CEO of Stavros Enterprises offers a five million dollar surrogacy contract, she signs her body away without a second thought.
She expected a cold, clinical business arrangement with Elias Stavros. What she got was a one way ticket into the private, heavily guarded mansion of the three most powerful men in the city.
Elias is the stone cold CEO who bought her future. Casimir is the ruthless, brooding executive who challenges her every move. Emrys is the dangerous charmer who wants to consume her. They run their billion dollar empire as a flawless triad. Now, they have set their sights on the woman living under their roof.
Sybil thought she was hired to carry an heir. But behind the locked doors of the Stavros estate, there are deeper, darker secrets. Their eyes flash predatory gold in the dark. Their possessiveness is feral. And the closer she gets, the more she realizes these billionaires are not just powerful men. They are monsters disguised in custom suits. And they have no intention of letting her go.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 21: Predatory InstinctsCasimirI sat behind my desk. My office was located on the executive top floor, just down the main corridor from the CEO's suite. The walls were made of soundproof glass, giving me a clear view of the floor's activity while keeping my conversations strictly private.I was reviewing a risk assessment for the European shipping routes. I crossed out a set of inflated numbers with my pen when a movement outside caught my attention. I looked up.Sybil was walking down the corridor toward my office. She held a stack of printed spreadsheets and a white binder tight against her chest. She stopped in front of my glass door and knocked lightly on the surface.I set my pen down. I did not expect to see her here. "Come in," I said.She pushed the door open and stepped inside. She pulled the door shut behind her, ensuring it closed completely. She walked up to my desk and placed the binder and the printed papers flat on the glass surface."What is this?" I asked."Vendor logistics for the engagem
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Chapter: CHAPTER 20: The AnomalySybilI stared at the thick, cream-colored cardstock resting on the center of my desk.‘You are cordially invited to celebrate the engagement of Elias Stavros and Quinn Hayes.’The elegant, golden foil caught the light from the overhead fixtures. The stark reality of the impending marriage hit me far harder than I ever expected. My stomach twisted into a tight, painful knot. I knew Elias was engaged. I knew my presence here was purely a biological contract. But seeing their names printed side by side on expensive paper made it entirely real.I looked up. Quinn had not walked back to the elevators. She stood directly in front of my desk, watching my face.She wore a polite, perfectly practiced smile. But her eyes were sharp.She set a thick white binder down next to the stack of invitations. "The mailing list is in the front pocket. I need you to organize the vendor logistics for the wedding events. Cross-reference the catering numbers with the venue capacities.""I will take care of
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Chapter: CHAPTER 19: The InvitationsSybilI felt the hard wood of the door press against my spine. My breath hitched in my throat as Elias trapped me completely in place. He was too close. His broad chest was inches from mine, and the sheer heat radiating off his body was terrifying, but it was also deeply intoxicating."I am asking you a question," he said softly. "Do you prefer my brother's company?"I forced myself to meet his dark eyes. I refused to cower against the door."Mr. Stavros," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Emrys simply requested I take a break. He was just being kind."Elias’s jaw tightened. "Kind.""Yes, kind," I repeated. "Something you clearly do not know much about."The moment the words left my mouth, the air in the room shifted.Elias’s eyes darkened instantly. He did not yell. He did not argue. Instead, he stepped flush against me, pinning me completely to the door. I gasped as my stomach met his hips. I could feel the thick, heavy ridge of his arousal pressing hard against me through
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Chapter: CHAPTER 18: DutiesEliasI stood at the bottom of the grand staircase and waited. The house was entirely quiet. It was the way I preferred it. Order, structure, and absolute predictability. Unless something or someone is missing.And then the heavy front doors opened. The sound of laughter drifted into the quiet foyer. It was a light, carefree sound. It echoed off the marble walls, bright and completely unchecked.I had never heard her laugh before.She walked into the house with Emrys. They were standing close together. He was carrying several large shopping bags, and she was smiling up at him.A sharp spike of annoyance hit my chest the exact second I saw them. My jaw clamped down. I told myself it was purely a matter of protocol. She was a highly valuable asset. She was the key to the contract we had just initiated last night. The entire future of my legacy depended on her remaining safe and secure. My tightly controlled environment had a crack in it, and I did not like it. I hated when things did
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Chapter: CHAPTER 17: Absolute ChaosSybilI stood completely frozen in the center of the showroom. The store staff moved quickly and quietly around us. Mark locked the glass front doors and flipped the open sign to closed.I was deeply uncomfortable. I had never seen anyone wield their wealth like a weapon before. Emrys just casually dismissed other people so he could have the entire room to himself. It felt wrong."Emrys," I whispered, stepping closer to him so the staff would not hear me. "You cannot just kick people out of a store.""I did not kick them out," he replied smoothly without looking guilty at all. "I simply bought their privacy. Mark will give them a very nice discount on their next visit to make up for the inconvenience.""We are supposed to be looking for a suit for you," I reminded him."I changed my mind."He walked over to a rack of tailored dresses and started flipping through the hangers. He pulled out a sleek, emerald green dress and held it up to the light."I think we should shop for you instead
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Chapter: CHAPTER 16: GameEmrysI let out a deep laugh.Her mouth was completely agape. Her dark eyes were wide, blinking at me as if I had just spoken to her in a dead language. It was an unfiltered look of pure shock. The women I usually dealt with, the wealthy heiresses and corporate board members, never showed their cards. They calculated every single word. They practiced their smiles in the mirror. They always knew exactly what they wanted out of a conversation before it even started.Sybil just stared at me, completely paralyzed. It was incredibly refreshing."Close your mouth, Sybil," I said with a smile. "You will catch a fly."She snapped her mouth shut and swallowed hard. Her fingers gripped the edge of her desk."Excuse me?" she said. "I heard what you said, but you are obviously joking.""I never joke about taking a beautiful woman out," I replied. I took a slow sip of my coffee, enjoying the bright flush rising on her cheeks. "But you do not need to panic. I am not asking you on a formal date. I
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Chapter: CHAPTER 91: One Of UsAdrian’s POVI violently swept my arm across the mahogany desk, sending every single file, ledger, and coffee cup crashing onto the floor.Paperwork exploded into the air, fluttered down, and scattered across the hardwood. A ceramic mug shattered against the baseboards, hot coffee soaking straight into the rug."Two trucks in forty-eight hours, Ronan!" I roared, the sound tearing out of my chest with absolute, unbridled rage.I paced the length of my private club office, my heart hammering against my ribs, my hands balled into tight fists. The calm, refined academic mask I wore on campus was completely gone, ripped away by the sheer fury of watching my empire bleed out right in front of me.Ronan stood near the heavy wooden door. He didn't jump when the mug shattered, but his face was completely drained of color. He looked exhausted, his leather jacket dusted with gravel from the scene he had just come back from."I just got off the radio with the highway unit," he said, his voice fla
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Chapter: CHAPTER 90: The PredatorNirvana’s POVI pulled the heavy passenger door of Jesse’s rusted Honda Civic shut and immediately pressed down on the plastic lock button.Jesse jumped slightly in the driver's seat. He paused with his hand hovering over the gearshift, looking over at me with a completely baffled expression. He reached out and turned down the volume knob on his cracked stereo, cutting off the loud indie rock song playing through the speakers."Okay, you're officially acting like a fugitive," he said, raising an eyebrow. "Are we robbing a bank? Because my car tops out at sixty miles an hour, so we are not going to win a high-speed chase.""No bank," I replied, forcing a small, tight smile. I tossed my canvas bag onto the floorboards, carefully keeping my head ducked low below the window line. "I just need a favor, Jess. A really quick one."I had spent the entire morning formulating this plan. After the massive argument with Adrian last night, I knew I was completely out of time. Adrian was tearing
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Chapter: CHAPTER 89: Final DotNirvana’s POVA scream ripped through my throat, completely shattering the quiet silence of the dark bedroom.My hands clawed frantically at the comforter, twisting the fabric into thick knots as I kicked out violently against the mattress. The suffocating weight of the nightmare clung to my chest, stealing all the oxygen from the room. I could still see the tattooed thug from the campus gates, standing in the shadows, tapping his watch. His rough face morphed into Professor Miller’s mocking smile, whispering into my ear that I was just a liability waiting to be discarded."Nirvana! Hey, look at me."Large, warm hands grabbed my shoulders, pinning me firmly against the mattress to stop my thrashing.I gasped, my eyes snapping open to the dark ceiling of the master suite. My chest heaved as I dragged air into my burning lungs. The shadows in the corners of the room slowly stopped spinning, settling back into the familiar shapes of Adrian’s heavy oak furniture.Adrian pulled me straigh
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Chapter: CHAPTER 88: LiabilityNirvana’s POVI walked slowly down the carpeted steps of the lecture hall. My sneakers didn't make a sound against the floor. By the time I reached the bottom row, the large room was completely empty, the chaotic noise of departing students entirely gone.Professor Miller was standing behind her wooden podium. She didn't look up when I approached.She was deliberately taking her time, tapping a stack of graded papers against the desk to align the edges perfectly. She slid them into a manila folder, closed it, and slowly clicked her pen shut. She was making me wait. It was a quiet power play designed to make me feel small.But I didn't fidget. I didn't shift my weight, and I didn't look at the clock on the wall. I just held the heavy strap of my canvas bag and stood there in silence."Take a seat, Nirvana," she finally said, snapping her leather briefcase shut."I'd rather stand," I replied evenly. "I have a ride waiting for me outside."Evelyn looked up, her sharp eyes studied me for
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Chapter: CHAPTER 87: A Woman Who See ThroughNirvana’s POVI pressed my pen so hard against the thin paper of my notebook that the tip actually tore right through the page. I cursed under my breath, flipping to a fresh sheet, but I didn't write anything down. I couldn't focus. My afternoon literature class had started twenty minutes ago, but my brain was still stuck in the art studio. I couldn't stop thinking about the cup of paint water hovering in the air. I couldn't stop thinking about Davis.The quiet, weirdly intense guy in the back of the room had stepped in to help me, but nothing about it felt like a favor. The blank, dead look in his eyes when he grabbed Sienna's wrist kept flashing in my mind, merging with the terrifying voicemail from the New Orleans thugs. My entire life felt like it was actively crumbling at the edges, and I was just sitting in a hard plastic chair, pretending everything was perfectly normal."The tragedy isn't that he becomes a monster," Professor Evelyn Miller said, her voice cutting sharply thr
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Chapter: CHAPTER 86: The Quiet GuardianNirvana’s POVDavis slowly uncurled his fingers, dropping Sienna’s arm as if holding her for a second longer was a complete waste of his energy.He didn't shove her away, and he didn't say a word. He just let go.Sienna scrambled backward instantly as her high heels caught on the linoleum floor, making her stumble again, but this time she didn't fake a gasp. She was genuinely terrified. She rubbed her wrist, her eyes wide as she stared at the quiet guy who usually sat in the back of the room. Bright red finger marks were already starting to form on her pale skin."You're completely crazy!" She sputtered, her voice high and trembling. Her face was flushed a deep, humiliated crimson.She didn't wait for him to respond. She turned around and ran down the aisle, her shoulder clipping the edge of an empty easel. She pushed through the heavy double doors of the studio and disappeared into the hallway, entirely abandoning her expensive leather tote bag sitting by her stool.I stood frozen
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Verführung meines Biker-Professors
"Scheiße, sieh dich an“, knurrte er, während er sie gegen den Schreibtisch drängte, seine Stimme tief und rau.
„Du sitzt jeden Tag mit diesem unschuldigen kleinen Lächeln in meinem Unterricht, während deine Muschi für den besten Freund deines Bruders ganz nass ist.“
Sie wimmerte, als seine Hand an ihrem Oberschenkel hinaufglitt und ihren Rock höher schob.
„Sag es mir, Baby“, raunte er an ihrem Ohr, während seine Zähne über ihren Puls strichen, „wie oft hast du dich selbst berührt und dabei daran gedacht, wie dein Professor dich über diesen Schreibtisch beugt und dich zugrunde richtet?“
Ihr Atem stockte. „Zu oft …“
Er lachte dunkel auf, seine Finger spielten am Rand ihres Höschens. „Braves Mädchen. Denn heute Nacht werde ich dich so tief ficken, dass du mich morgen noch spüren wirst, wenn du in meiner Vorlesung sitzt und versuchst, vor allen anderen nicht meinen Namen zu stöhnen.“
Er lehrt bei Tag
und beherrscht die Straßen bei Nacht.
Nirvana Hales Flucht aus New Orleans sollte ihr Neuanfang sein. Endlich würde sie Adrian Cross treffen, den besten Freund ihres Bruders und die Stimme, die ihr durch ihre dunkelsten Nächte geholfen hatte. Doch der Mann, der in New York auf sie wartet, ist ein Fremder. Er ist der tödliche Vollstrecker eines berüchtigten Motorradclubs, ein Mann, der sie wie eine Last behandel.
Gerade als Nirvana beginnt, den Mann zu hassen, den sie einst vergöttert hat, verändert sich die Welt erneut.
An ihrem ersten Tag an der Rodrigo University betritt sie den Hörsaal und findet Adrian am Rednerpult vor. In einem makellosen Anzug und mit Brille wirkt Professor Cross gefasst, und völlig tabu.
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Jetzt steckt Nirvana in einem gefährlichen Katz-und-Maus-Spiel fest. Tagsüber ist er der Lehrer, der sich weigert, ihr in die Augen zu sehen. Nachts ist er der Biker, der ihren Puls rasen lässt.
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Chapter: KAPITEL 40: De Comfrontatie En De WaarheidNIRVANA'S PERSPECTIEF"Dacht je nou echt dat ik zomaar achterover zou leunen en hem je zou laten aanraken?"Zijn stem klonk als een donker gesis in het stille klaslokaal. Het slot was net dichtgeklikt, waardoor we in de schemerige ruimte opgesloten zaten, en hij stond daar naar me te kijken met een onverholen bezitterigheid.Mijn handen bewogen al voordat ik er zelfs maar over nadacht.Ik stapte naar voren en duwde hem hard. De hielen van mijn handen raakten zijn stevige borst. Hij struikelde niet eens, wat me alleen maar woedender maakte. Ik duwde hem opnieuw, balde mijn handen tot vuisten en sloeg op zijn borst.'Wie denk je wel dat je bent?' schreeuwde ik tegen hem, mijn stem galmde tegen de lege muren. Ik sloeg hem op zijn schouder. Ik sloeg hem op zijn borst. Ik gooide al mijn vernedering en uitputting in mijn vuisten. 'Jij bent niet mijn baas! Jij hebt niet het recht om me zomaar uit een kamer te slepen en jaloers te doen, alleen maar omdat je ineens besloten hebt om om me te ge
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Chapter: KAPITEL 39: De SnapADRIAN'S POVHet kristallen glas whisky in mijn hand condenseerde. Het ijs was al gesmolten. Maar ik kon het niet over mijn hart verkrijgen om het neer te zetten.Ik had iets nodig om mijn grip op te verankeren. Als ik het glas losliet, wist ik precies waar mijn handen terecht zouden komen.Ik haatte elke seconde van deze nacht. Ik haatte het beleefde geroezemoes in deze zaal. Ik haatte het maatpak dat als een dwangbuis om mijn schouders zat. Maar bovenal haatte ik mezelf omdat ik met dit afschuwelijke plan had ingestemd.Toen Ronan en ik in mijn kantoor zaten en besloten dat de enige manier om Nirvana te beschermen was om haar buiten te sluiten, klonk dat volkomen logisch. We waren gevaarlijke mannen die een motorclub leidden, en hoe dichter we bij haar bleven, hoe groter het doelwit op haar rug werd.Haar van me afduwen moest de ultieme vorm van zelfbescherming zijn. Ik had haar broer beloofd afstand te houden. Wat was ik toch een arrogante dwaas om te denken dat ik dat ook echt kon
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Chapter: KAPITEL 38: Kat En RatNirvana's POVAdrian droeg een perfect op maat gemaakt zwart pak over een smetteloos wit overhemd en een donkere zijden stropdas. De kleding zat perfect op zijn brede schouders, waardoor hij er oogverblindend knap uitzag en veel aantrekkelijker dan alle andere mannen in de zaal.Ik was niet de enige die het opmerkte. Een paar andere studenten bij de ingang draaiden zich op hetzelfde moment om om naar hem te kijken. Zijn aanwezigheid trok absoluut de aandacht.Zijn donkere haar was perfect naar achteren gekamd en zijn sterke kaaklijn was strak. Een kleine groep donateurs kwam meteen op hem af, enthousiast om hem de hand te schudden en de studentenpresentatie met het afdelingshoofd te bespreken.Hij speelde zijn rol feilloos. Hij glimlachte beleefd, schudde hun handen met vastberadenheid en knikte bedachtzaam bij hun opmerkingen, waarvan ik zeker wist dat ze oervervelend waren.Hij liep langzaam langs de tentoonstellingen van de studenten, sprak gemoedelijk met de kunstenaars en bekeek
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Chapter: KAPITEL 37: Het KunstgalaNirvana's POVIk stond roerloos in de tentoonstellingsruimte, mijn handen klam van het zenuwzweet. Dit was precies de avond waar ik al die lange weken zo naar had uitgekeken. Ik had talloze, slopende uren in de studio doorgebracht om me voor te bereiden op deze belangrijke presentatie.Maar nu, staand onder de felle galerielampen, wilde ik me het liefst omdraaien, de deuren uitlopen en teruggaan naar mijn slaapkamer.Ik bleef steeds over mijn schouder naar mijn scherm kijken.Mijn schilderij hing tussen twee ongelooflijk levendige, kleurrijke portretten van zelfverzekerde eindexamenleerlingen. Mijn werk voelde klein en ontoereikend aan. Alsof het niet op dezelfde muur thuishoorde.Ik staarde naar mijn donkere doek. Ik had een sobere, schaduwrijke binnenplaats in de schemering geschilderd. Ik had me geconcentreerd op de harde, scherpe hoeken van de koude stenen banken en de beklemmende duisternis die langzaam vanuit de randen van het houten frame naar binnen kroop.Op de achtergrond wa
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Chapter: KAPITEL 36: De BlikLeo's perspectiefIk stond pal naast Nirvana, maar ik kon mezelf nauwelijks staande houden. Mijn maag draaide zich om van de misselijkheid. De alcohol die ik gisteravond had gedronken, eiste vandaag zijn tol. Mijn mond smaakte vies en droog. Elke ademhaling voelde als een inspanning.Toen zag ik Jesse over het gras naar ons toe lopen.Ik kon niet blijven. Toen ik hem zag naderen, wetende dat hij op het punt stond die beleefde, medelijdenwekkende glimlach te tonen, kwam de pijn weer naar boven. Het deed pijn.Ik draaide me om voordat hij ons kon bereiken. Ik liet Nirvana daar staan en liep snel naar de campusbibliotheek. Ik keek niet achterom. Zelfs niet toen Nirvana me riep. Ik zette alleen mijn bril recht en liep weg.Ik liep langs de deuren van de bibliotheek en bleef rechtdoor naar buiten lopen. Bij elke stap die ik zette, voelde ik een doffe, kloppende pijn achter mijn ogen.Ik zweette onder mijn kleren. Ik wilde alleen maar naar mijn studentenkamer. Ik wilde in bed kruipen, de
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Chapter: KAPITEL 35: Het ExcuusRonan's perspectiefMijn kantoorHet was er een beetje donker en het rook er naar muffe rook, koffie en oud leer. Voor me lagen de dikke kasboeken van de wapenleveringen van vorige week en de kasstroomoverzichten van de bars die we beheerd hadden.Ik moest de cijfers controleren. Ik moest de beveiligingslogboeken verifiëren na het geschil dat we gisteravond hebben afgehandeld.Ik pakte mijn zwarte pen. Ik staarde naar de kolommen met handgeschreven cijfers. Maar ik las geen enkel verdomd cijfer.Mijn hersenen waren uit balans.Ik heb mijn hele leven vertrouwd op logica, strenge discipline en noodzakelijk geweld. 's Ochtends besteedde ik mijn tijd meestal aan het inschatten van risico's, het verdelen van geld en het handhaven van de orde onder mijn mannen.Orde betekende alles voor me. Ik liet me door niets afleiden. Ik verloor nooit mijn focus. Maar vanochtend was mijn zorgvuldige controle volledig verdwenen.Telkens als ik mijn ogen sloot, zag ik niet de grootboeken of de gebiedskaart
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THE ALPHA'S FATED WITCH
Earlene was born to be a ghost. As the illegitimate, wolfless daughter of a dying kingdom, her only purpose was to stay invisible in the palace shadows.
But when the magical shield protecting her home begins to rot, her desperate father makes a deal with the devil.
And Alpha Thorne of the North does not bargain. He commands.
Feared for a dark, crushing aura that forces werewolves to their knees, he is a lethal warlord with no use for weak alliances.
When offered the kingdom's beautiful, legitimate princesses in marriage, he refuses them all. Instead, he demands the terrified, ashen-haired girl hiding in the walls.
They offered her as a sacrifice. But when Thorne looks at her, he doesn't see a sacrifice. He sees his mate.
Locked away in his freezing Ice Kingdom, Earlene expects cruelty. Instead, she is merely ignored.
To protect his fearsome empire and his own primal instincts, Thorne keeps a cold distance. But as Earlene’s fierce defiance at her isolation sparks a dormant, ancient magic in her veins, Thorne's iron control begins to snap.
She thought she was a sacrifice. He is about to show her she is a queen.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 10: The Shared TableEarlene I stared at him. I wanted to look shocked. I wanted to look intimidated by the fact that the Alpha of the North had just enter my room for the first time. But the initial surprise quickly melted into a hot irritation. I looked at his dark leather armor, his broad shoulders, and the lethal, predatory grace he carried in every single movement. Then, my eyes dropped to the ceramic plate he was holding in his large hand. He looked completely out of place. He was a ruthless warlord who commanded armies and conquered nations, yet here he was, carrying a steaming dinner plate of roasted beef and potatoes like a common tavern servant. He set the plate down on the small wooden table in front of me. "Jane said you were being stubborn," he muttered. His voice was a low, even rumble. He did not sound angry, just deeply annoyed that he had to deal with this. "I am not being stubborn," I fired back, refusing to shrink back into my chair. "I am asking for basic decency. I told her I w
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Chapter: CHAPTER 9: RefuseEarleneI was completely flustered, gobsmacked by the sudden, intimate shift in the air between us. The sheer force of his presence made me realize I was playing a very dangerous game with a man who could devour me whole.Unable to formulate a single coherent response, I took a quick step back, breaking his magnetic pull."Excuse me," I whispered, my voice betraying my sudden nerves.I turned on my heel and practically fled from the library, leaving him standing there in the quiet room.Three days had passed since I practically fled from the library. My cheeks still burned whenever I remembered how Thorne had stepped into my personal space, how his voice had dropped, and how he had asked me how I wanted to be treated. I had no answer for him. My mind had completely blanked under the intense weight of his stare. Instead of standing my ground, I had retreated to my chamber like a frightened child.Since then, he had not come looking for me. The maddening routine of my isolation settled
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Chapter: CHAPTER 8: GobsmackEarlene I stared at Vane’s broad chest, my heart beating a rapid rhythm against my ribs. He did not budge. I could see the absolute determination set in the hard lines of his face. He was a Vanguard. He only listened to Thorne. It was obvious I could not order him to do anything. And trying to push past him would be entirely useless. I took a slow breath, attempting to change my approach and ease the tension in the corridor. "Do you also stay in this fortress?" I asked, keeping my voice level. Vane looked down at me. "No," he gave a clipped response. "Then where do you stay?" I tried again. "The outer barracks?" "No." I pressed my lips into a thin line. His responses were short, flat, and completely unsatisfied my curiosity. It was maddening. His attitude was frustratingly similar to his Alpha’s. They both communicated in walls of silence, refusing to yield an inch of information. I realized he was never going to give me a real answer. He was just blocking my path
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Chapter: CHAPTER 7: PushEarleneI was still staring at the door when it swung open again.For a brief, foolish second, I thought Thorne had come back to finish whatever he wanted to say.Instead, a robust, older woman marched into the room. She wore a thick grey gown that buttoned tightly all the way up to her neck. Her greying hair was pulled back into a knot, and her face was set in an unsmiling expression.She didn't knock and she didn't hesitate. She walked straight toward me, stopping only a few feet away."I am Jane," she said. Her voice was brisk and entirely devoid of warmth. "I am the head maid of this wing. I have been assigned to prepare you for the evening."I looked into her cold, evaluating eyes. It made me wonder if the freezing temperatures of the North did more than just chill the stone. It seemed to seep right into the people, making them as unfeeling and cold as the atmosphere outside. "Thank you, Jane," I said quietly, trying to maintain a polite tone. "But I don't need much preparation.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 6: The Opposite WingEarlene The carriage finally jerked to a halt. My legs were completely numb from the hours of riding in pitch-black silence. I had spent the entire journey bracing myself against the leather seat, expecting the monster sitting across from me to speak. He never did. He just sat in the dark, an unmovable shadow, ignoring my existence entirely. The carriage door swung open. The biting northern wind rushed in, slicing right through my thin dress. I shivered violently and stepped out into the snow. I had spent my whole life hearing rumors about the North. The stories claimed Thorne ruled from a dark, frozen dungeon filled with bones and ice. The reality standing in front of me was very different. It was a sprawling castle built from heavy dark stone. Snow covered the high roofs and the training yards, but the place was alive. Bright, roaring fires burned in the tall windows, casting a warm yellow glow across the courtyard. It looked incredibly strong, built to withstand the en
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5: The Final GhostEarleneI had exactly one hour to pack my entire life. My hands were remarkably steady as I pulled my bag from under the narrow cot. I did not have much to take. Two extra dresses, a wool cloak that had belonged to my mother, and three thick books on military history and architecture I had quietly taken from the royal library over the years. I folded the dresses and placed them at the bottom of the bag.I was leaving the South. The reality of it was that simple. My father had traded me for an army, and in doing so, he had accidentally given me the only viable escape route from a dying kingdom.The wooden door to my room pushed open. No one bothered to knock.Lecia and Leith walked into the cramped space. Their wide crimson dresses practically filled the entire room, forcing them to stand awkwardly near the foot of my bed. The sheer terror they had shown in the throne room was completely gone. Now that they were safe, their usual cruelty had returned.Lecia stepped close to me. She re
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