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Chapter 117 – The Lie
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A Different Kind of Alpha: Blood Oath Chapter 117 – The Lie
AlexeiLying to Kieran is easy.That’s the terrible thing about it. He trusts me. He trusts me with his throat, his back, his sleep, and his life. “You’re hovering,” Kieran says without looking up.He’s sitting at his desk, surrounded by stacks of parchment that look like they might topple and crush him. “I’m admiring the view,” I say, leaning against the hearth. “You look very authoritative when you’re about to execute a chef.”“I’m not executing the chef,” Kieran snaps, signing a document with a vicious scratch of his quill. “I’m reassigning him. Lyra cleared him, but he’s negligent. Negligence is a luxury we can’t afford.”He pushes the paper aside and reaches for the next one.“And I’m auditing the mines,” he adds. “If silver is moving through the ridge, I want to know exactly how much is coming out of the ground.”I stiffen just a fraction.“That seems like a job for a clerk, Pretty Prince,” I say lightly. “Not the Alpha.”Kieran’s eyes flash up. “Don’t call me that,” he says,
A Different Kind of Alpha: Blood Oath Chapter 116 – The Blade in the Dark
KieranThe map of the keep is burned into the back of my eyelids.I don’t need to look at the parchment spread across my desk to know the weak points. The postern gate near the kitchens. The drainage grate in the lower cellar. The servant’s entrance behind the stables.I’ve been pacing for an hour.“I can think of better ways for you to burn off that restless energy,” Alexei offers.He’s lying on his back on the rug in front of the hearth, arms thrown out, staring at the ceiling with the absolute, unnerving stillness of a predator waiting for a rabbit to break cover.“Not now, I’m thinking.” “You’re obsessing,” he corrects without looking at me. “I’m thinking about the fact that you walked into the Council Chamber bleeding yesterday,” I say, the words coming out sharper than intended. “And that I still don’t know who was responsible for it.”Alexei sits up fluidly, resting his elbows on his knees, looking at me. In the firelight, his eyes are dark pools, unreadable and entirely too
A Different Kind of Alpha: Blood Oath Chapter 115 – Hard Praise
Alexei “Dead,” I say.The word drops into the dust of the training yard like a stone, heavy enough to crush toes.“You’re dead, Joran. You’re dead, Silas. And you-” I point a wooden training blade at a young wolf named Kael, who is currently clutching his ribs and wheezing in the dirt. “You died three minutes ago. You’re just too stupid to stay down.”The yard is silent, save for the heavy, ragged breathing of warriors who look like they’ve been chewed up by a thresher. They’re sweating, bleeding from minor scrapes, and looking at me with a mix of terror and exhaustion.If they’re scared of me, they might listen and survive what’s waiting on the western ridge.“Get up,” I snap.They scramble. It’s sloppy. Their muscles are shaking with exhaustion.“Again,” I order.A groan ripples through the line. It’s small, involuntary, but I hear it.“You have a complaint?” I ask, voice deceptively light. I spin the wooden sword in my hand. “Please. Share it. I’d love to hear how your fatigue i
A Different Kind of Alpha: Blood Oath Chapter 114 – Letters to Old Wolves
VorlagThe Keep smells different lately.It used to carry the sharp, metallic tang of necessary fear. Under Alaric, the air had weight. You walked the corridors knowing your place, knowing the consequences of a misplaced step or a loud voice. It was a clean smell. Orderly.Now, it smells of hope.It reeks of it.I stand on the balcony overlooking the lower courtyard, my hands resting on the cold stone balustrade.Below, the scene is disgusting in its cheerfulness. The gates are flung open, allowing a stream of petitioners to filter in. There are children running near the stables. A guard is laughing with a baker.It’s loose. It’s sloppy. It’s rot disguised as bloom.Kieran calls this strength. He calls it "unity." He thinks that because they cheered him when he stood in the Great Hall and practically dared the council to challenge his inappropriate choice of bedding partner, that he has won.He thinks the silence of the elders is submission.He is very young and very naive. “My Lord.
A Different Kind of Alpha: Blood Oath Chapter 113 – Teeth in the Council
KieranThe keep feels different after you show your throat in public.Not in the way the elders pretend. Not in the way the servants whisper. The stones don’t care what I declared yesterday. The banners don’t tremble with approval.But the air does.I’m running on a strange kind of calm. A high so sharp it doesn’t feel like comfort. It feels like control. Stolen from the moment I stood in the hall and let my hand settle on the back of Alexei’s neck as if it belonged there.As if he belonged there.My wolf still purrs about it. My mind still tries to pretend it was political.I walk into the council chamber as if nothing has changed.The table is already full. Faces arranged into polite concern. Eyes too bright with interest. Elder Corvin sits with his hands folded, serene as a priest at a funeral. Elder Rask looks like he’s been chewing nails since dawn.They rise as I take my place at the head of the table.My spine is straight. My voice is steady. I’m good at this part.I’m good at
A Different Kind of Alpha: Blood Oath Chapter 112 – Blood on the Road
AlexeiThe hall is still in my bones.Not Vorlag’s thin, hungry smile, or the pack’s reaction. Kieran.Kieran with his hand on my neck like it belongs there. Kieran saying it out loud, in front of everyone, like he’s done pretending I’m a bad habit instead of a choice.My wolf has been strutting around ever since, tail high, smug as sin.I’m trying to act normal.Normal, for me, looks like sitting on the edge of Kieran’s bed, while he sleeps behind me like he isn’t the most dangerous thing in this keep.A hot, impulsive part of me wants to crawl back in, drag him against my chest, and make him wake up with my bite on his throat and my name on his tongue.A colder part of me, the part that learned how to survive Redmaw, counts the seconds between heartbeats and listens for the sound of boots in the corridor.Kieran stirs when I get up, brow pulling tight for a heartbeat, like his body misses me before his mind even wakes.I pause, watching him.“I’ll be back,” I whisper, because appare
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