BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES

BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES

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By:  Icy KinaCompleted
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There is a secret about Freya’s birth, and everyone around her has worked hard to keep it from her. As a hybrid werewolf with powers never seen before, she is the best in her field with only one task; to kill. When her newest assignment turns out to be her mate, her life is thrown into chaos. She is determined to kill him and prove that she is worthy, but not even she is powerful enough to resist her mate’s calling. Freya may just have found a man worth submitting to, but three men? It must be the goddess’ cruel joke! Shadows of the past whisper their secrets and the biggest conspiracy surrounding her blood and the dangerous power it possesses may yet be unraveled. Freya will need an army at her side to face her demons, but first she must find a balance between her mates and stop them from killing each other before she can save the world from the dark forces that intend to break it. Join me on this exciting journey of exquisite love, dangerous lust, dark jealousy and possessiveness, and betrayals from the people you least expect it!

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Chapter 1

I'll bring you his head

12 years ago

“My baby.” Mother’s urgent whisper woke her up from sleep.

“Mother?” Her little voice whispered groggily before she was snatched up into her father’s arms. She squealed with joy which was silenced abruptly when her father’s hand slammed over her lips.

“Hush Angel.” Father said and ran to the master bedroom.

Freya‘s heart was suddenly pounding as he pulled on a latch and the floor opened. He started lowering her into the new hole but she grabbed onto him, holding on tight.

“No!” She gasped. “I’m not going in there.” Mother burst into tears behind him and Father’s eyes hardened.

“You have to, Pumpkin. Remember the last time we played hide and seek?” He asked her. Tears spilled over her cheeks but she nodded.

“Good girl! I want you to get in there and close your eyes. I’ll come find you.” He whispered urgently.

“I’m scared “ She whispered. She didn’t want to play hide and seek, she wanted to go back to sleep and wake up tomorrow morning like normal.

“Anytime you feel scared or alone...?” Father began.

“Close my eyes and remember that Mother and Father are always with me.” Freya completed.

“Right here.” He pressed a hand to her heart. It was the last thing her father ever said to her.

Alone in the hidden compartment, the darkness welled up and streamed down her throat. She gasped and scrambled to her knees, unable to breathe. It was too dark, too tight! She heard her father’s words again, ‘stay in here and don’t make a sound’...

She closed her eyes and tried to remember the last thing Father said but-! She wheezed, losing her train of thoughts. She couldn’t breathe!

She scrambled to her knees again, raising her fist to bang on the lid when she heard her mother’s scream and cold fingers of terror cascaded down her spine.

“Mother?” She whispered.

There was a crack on the lid and little Freya pressed her face into the space and peered out. Mother was lying on the floor of the bedroom and there was so much blood!

“Mother!” Shocked, Freya choked on her cry.

She watched as Father dropped heavily to his knees and then someone walked into the room.  A tall dark man...

Her father screamed with rage and the sound was terrible. Freya scrambled back into the dark and shut her eyes tight, counting to a hundred. Father would find her when she reached zero, he always did. Everything would be fine! She counted with all her heart and when she reached zero, the lid was yanked open.

~~~

Present day

Freya walked through The Den and as usual, eyes followed her down the hall.

“I’ll have that.” She grabbed a muffin off a tray and took a bite. The servant squeaked in outrage but she turned pale when Freya turned her piercing grey eyes on her.

“I-it was for Soldam.” The lady servant squeaked and she scoffed.

“Tell him it tasted good.” She said and strutted away.

“Good morning Shadow.” The most dangerous men and women in Ilyria called to her with smiles on their lips and contempt in their hearts. Just a regular day.

“Nothing good about the morning you dickwads.” She drawled.

“The Master’s pet.” Someone sneered from behind her.

“Fucking bitch, she thinks she owns this place.” His partner spat. Freya’s lips quirked but she didn’t bother sparing them a glance.

In long sure steps, she stopped in front of Aremin’s study and with a quick knock, she pushed in.

The Master was by the window, a strong wiry man as dangerous as a strung arrow. He turned to watch her approach and she rested a hand on her hip.

“You called?” She asked.

“See the people?” He asked her, gazing down. “So much suffering.”

Over his shoulder, she could see it. The entire city spread out in her view and it looked like a giant gobbled everything and threw it back up. She scoffed.

“Stop pretending like you give a shit and tell me why you summoned me.”

He turned back to her, looking amused. Aremin was what many would mistake for a nobleman at first glance. With that high nose and regal gait, Aremin looked like an angel but he was easily the most dangerous man she knew. One only had to look into his shrewd eyes to know this, the eyes of a man that would stop at nothing to get what he wanted.

“Why don’t you buy my bullshit like the rest?” He asked and finally strode to his table.

She threw herself on the seat opposite him and stared him down.

“I don’t like the taste of ass.” She pointed out and he gazed at her with pride. The Den was just a glorified name for the tower that housed the most dangerous assassins ever seen in Ilyria.

“With that sharp tongue of yours, you’re lucky you have a soft spot in my heart.” He drawled and she laughed.

“About as soft as the edge of a sword.” She replied and his eyes flashed.

There, a hint of the real him; cunning, ruthless and a hardcore bastard. He didn’t have a soft spot for anyone, he loved her because she was his most valuable weapon.

“Who do I have to kill?” She asked and he handed her a sheet. A face was sketched into it and she pursed her lips as she studied it.

“He is Riordan Savvey, a very dangerous adversary.” Said Aremin and Freya flipped through the information on him.

“He’s a werewolf.” Freya said slowly.

“Which is why you’re the only one for this job.” He replied and she shrugged and stood.

“I’ll bring you his head.” She said flippantly but he held up a finger.

“He is not to be underestimated.” Aremin emphasised and she smirked.

“That’s the last thing I’m doing.” She said and left. No one in their sane mind would take a job on a werewolf. It was a suicide. Those bastards were too wild and too powerful not to mention, immortal. Freya’s lips quirked and her skin hummed and thrilled at the challenge.

The sheet had all the information Aremin had on him. Her target was the leader of The Watchers, the terrorist group whose name alone was enough to make the king shudder. He was a werewolf who had caused so much trouble for the king and Ilyria that nobody would be sad to see him go. She stared at his face again, memorising every line then she dropped the sheets into the fireplace.

~~~

Freya raised her hands and allowed the guards to search her for weapons. They didn’t find any of course, the incompetent fools. If she wanted someone to die, the long pretty hairpin holding her hair up could open someone’s jugular and  the twelve inch heels on her feet could carve out someone’s heart. She smiled at the guests and lost herself in the crowd until she finally found a perfect spot and took her seat.

It was a very grand wedding, she thought as she looked around. What better place to assassinate someone?

“May I join you?” A gentle man smiled at her. She stiffened when she smelled him, another werewolf. She stared at him icily.

“No.”

He tipped his glass to her and left, only to stop a few seats away, dedicating a heated stare her way. Damned werewolves, they could complicate this mission if she let them. She slid out of the seat and headed the other way but she didn’t take two steps when the room appeared to suck in their breath collectively.

The very air changed when he entered, her target. He appeared on the dais, commanding everyone’s attention and she leaned eagerly forward, remembering the details of the sketch and comparing it to this man and... who the hell drew that?

His sketch did no justice to him. He stood close to seven feet tall, his custom-tailored outfit barely concealing the wild savagery of his nature. His shrewd eyes took in the entire room and their grey depths settled on her. Impossible! She was fitting into this crowd like a glove.

His scent finally reached her nose and as she took a lungful, she stiffened. No... this couldn’t be happening.

Her wolf surged up in her chest, bursting with joy as she recognised this unique scent. Mate! Her soul recognised his as hers.

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This is such a great read! I don’t do reverse harem normally but this book totally pulled me in. Great job author!!
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I'll bring you his head
12 years ago“My baby.” Mother’s urgent whisper woke her up from sleep. “Mother?” Her little voice whispered groggily before she was snatched up into her father’s arms. She squealed with joy which was silenced abruptly when her father’s hand slammed over her lips.“Hush Angel.” Father said and ran to the master bedroom.Freya‘s heart was suddenly pounding as he pulled on a latch and the floor opened. He started lowering her into the new hole but she grabbed onto him, holding on tight. “No!” She gasped. “I’m not going in there.” Mother burst into tears behind him and Father’s eyes hardened. “You have to, Pumpkin. Remember the last time we played hide and seek?” He asked her. Tears spilled over her cheeks but she nodded. “Good girl! I want you to get in there and close your eyes. I’ll come find you.” He whispered urgently. “I’m scared “ She whispered. She didn’t want to play hide and seek, she wanted to go back to sleep and wake up tomorrow morning like normal. “Anytime you feel sc
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The missed target
“No...” she whispered, her body awash with apprehension.“Mate!” Her wolf cried again and again, trying to leap out of her breast and launch herself at him. Her body was already half off the seat and on the dais, he also took a step forward, staring at her like he was thunderstruck. Freya wrestled control from her wolf and planted her ass back down, breathing hard. “What is this?” Her mind spun. “It must be a trick.”Yes! He must somehow be manipulating her into thinking she found her mate. She didn’t know how but the sneaky bastard was trying to weasel out of the sure death that awaited him. She blinked and his composure was back in place. He wasn’t looking at her anymore, he was instead staring at the female that just appeared at the end of the aisle. The music started and the bride walked down the aisle towards... her mate! Outrage brought her to her feet and her chest twisted painfully with some horrible emotion. “My mate! Mine!!!” Her wolf cried, rattling her cage and lethal cl
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Shadow
“You did what?!” Aremin asked her and chills ran down her spine. “You forgot your assignment.”“No I didn’t.” Freya replied. “Then tell me why.” He demanded. He was outwardly calm but she knew his tells. His left eye twitched as evidence of his fury and he spun the gold ring on his index repeatedly. He was very upset and that meant she was in danger. “Speak Freya, and you better have a damned good reason for fucking up the most important assignment I ever gave you.” He gritted out. She couldn’t kill him because he was her mate. As she stared at her master, her tongue was unable to form those words. Her palms sweated because she never kept a secret from him, not even one. This man had seen her totally naked, had been the one to pick up her pieces and put her back together when the trainings nearly took her life, he had tattooed the marks on her body, and he knew everything about her, down to the last meal she ate and how long it would take to come out of her system. For a while, sh
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Her suppressed memory
“What are you not telling me you huge bastard?” Fellin came after him. “I’m coming with you. You know it’s suicide to approach The Tower right?” “I’m not going to The Tower.” Riordan replied.“Then where?!” Fellin asked. “You said you were her target. Do you not know how dangerous it is for you to be out there?”He smirked, remembering her hair flicking as she threw a punch into his jaw. Underestimating her wasn’t part of his plan. She was powerful and fast and her reflexes were unmatched, a force to be reckoned with. His body thrummed with the thought of a rematch, coming face to face with her again and it shamed him. Winson’s killer had been right at his fingertips and he let her go. Worse, he had wrestled with the urge to take her hard on that sandy floor. “Does it look like I cannot handle myself?” He asked his beta. “That’s not what I’m saying. I’m saying it won’t be bad to have some backup anyway.” Fellin persisted. “No. She is mine.” He growled. He hesitated in killing h
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The masked ball
The doors opened to admit Riordan at the top of the dais and time in the room froze. In a dark shirt and dark pants tailored to show off his strong muscular physique, he was breaking everyone’s expectations of him wearing the customary mourning white clothes. He was the only person not wearing a mask, and also the only one without a date so one could say he was mourning in his own way. She watched him alight the stairs and nothing could have prepared her for the irresistible pull that drew her to him. She craved his touch on her skin, his scent in her lungs. It wasn’t hard to remember why she hated him but it was like he had seized control of her body from half a room away, pressing obscene urges into her mind despite her repulsion of him. She shook her head and fought against the pull so hard her body shook.“A drink, my lady?” A serving girl asked and offered her a tray.“Thank you.” She took one gratefully and sipped. It was a disappointment to realise she wasn’t prepared for thi
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Stalemate
Freya jerked back into consciousness and immediately knew that something was wrong. Shackles chafed against her skin, holding her wrists and ankles bound securely and the bitter taste of failure settled on her tongue. Riordan sat in front of his desk, carefully turning a sheaf of papers. “You’re up.” He said and stood.“You should have killed me when you had the chance!” She hissed. “Why go to all the trouble?”He folded his arms in front of him and glared right back. “Do you remember Winson Savvey?” He asked her and her brow furrowed. “Should I?” She asked and she could tell her answer infuriated him by the muscle that ticked on his forehead. “Does the name not ring a bell?” He pressed. She suddenly remembered that his own surname was Savvey. “What business do I have to do with a relative of yours?” She asked. He suddenly grabbed her by the throat and slammed her into the wall and she choked. “Do you not even have the decency to remember your murder victims?” He growled, his
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The mate pull
The next time Riordan came in, Freya was ready. She dove from her perch above the door and tackled him to the ground, her claws scouring his chest in deep bloody lines. His beating heart was just beneath her, all she needed was her dagger thrust into the offending organ and her target would be eliminated. She called to the darkness and her eyes widened when the magic refused to unfurl into a weapon as usual. Her momentary shock cost her. He gripped her hands and flipped her over his head. She landed hard on her back and twisted to get away but he grabbed her ankle and dragged her closer, his huge body pinning her to the ground. Her claws sharpened and she raised them to rip out his throat but he caught her wrist and pinned them both above her head. She bucked and tried to throw him off or rip her wrists from his grip but even though he secured her with only one hand, it was impossible to get away. She cursed colourfully, damn werewolves and their inhuman strength! His fist suddenly p
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Hand your mate over
She landed hard, the breath knocked out of her. The missile hit the opposite wall with so much force that it should have brought the roof crashing down but the house merely shook, absorbing the impact. “Stay down.” Riordan growled and went to the window, peering out. He cursed colourfully and she leaped up. “Who are those?” She asked, angry at her hope being dashed. “What do they want?”He looked calm again when he turned to her. “Go to the inner room now! If you want to survive the next hour, you had better stay in there and out of sight.” He ordered and she balked at being ordered around by him. Without waiting for her response he prowled outside to meet his guests. Go inside her foot. She pulled up at the window again, peering out discreetly. She watched him stop in front of the army, his arms loosely at his side. “Derrick!” He called. “I didn’t expect to have you.” “I have no time for pleasantries Riordan. Where is the bride I gave to you?” The man called Derrick snarled.
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Recaptured
Riordan’s face held a scowl and her heart pounded with something akin to fear. The ball in her hand burned, feeling like a dirty secret. “Step away from the chest.” He growled and she threw her shoulders back and glared defiantly.“Why? Is there something I shouldn’t find?” She asked and his nostrils flared with annoyance. “For once! Do as you are told!” He snarled. Somebody really didn’t want her to find the ball. Her hand closed around the item in question and she felt her eyes widen when she closed her hand on nothing at all. She stared at her hand in shock to confirm that the ball was gone and before she knew it she was tackled into the floor. “Do you want to die?!” Riordan growled above her and she laughed. “Mate, is that not the whole point of this dance? You either kill me or I kill you.” She snarled. Remembering her father’s scream and her mother’s blood, she swore it would be her that ended him, even if she perished in the process. She threw him off her and paced. “Who
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The irresistible lure of power
“Watch out!” Riordan’s warning came a little too late. Freya landed hard on her bound hands and she hissed with pain as her shoulder shifted to the front. Riordan leapt from his horse and ran for her just as another missile whistled through the air again. She flinched and he caught the arrow that nearly punched into her eye in midair. With an enraged growl, he shoved her behind him. “Show yourself!” He snarled and the leaves ruffled. The twins stepped out and she gasped, hurrying to her feet. One of her worst nightmares was playing out in front of her. “Shadow.” Hans said with a dirty smile. “There are rumours spreading in town about you, you know. They say you are dead.” “Seeing the state of her, that would have been a better end wouldn’t it?” Dirien sneered and she stiffened. Damn Riordan and these stupid chains. She wouldn’t mind a hole opening up in the ground so she could crawl into it. “Chains or no, I won’t find it difficult to whoop both of your asses.” She bluffed. They
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