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BLOOD FOR A BRIDE Chapter 147 - THE BLOOD VISION
-Asaraiah Kaine-Sleep stopped pretending it was mine.It didn’t arrive gently or with the mercy of dreams. It tore through me the moment my eyes closed, dragging me somewhere that smelled of smoke and iron and old stone. I knew better than to fight it. Fighting only made it sharper.I opened my eyes into fire.Not the kind that flickers. The kind that eats.The world around me wasn’t the mansion. It wasn’t even this century. Walls of blackened stone rose around a courtyard soaked in blood. The sky burned the color of dying embers. Screams echoed—not panicked, but resigned. People who already knew there was no escape.I stood barefoot in the middle of it.My hands were red. Not metaphorically. Red to the wrists, blood drying in the grooves of my palms. I looked down and felt the weight before I saw it.A dagger.Old. Ornate. The hilt warm, almost alive, as if it recognized me.“No,” I whispered.The word came out wrong. Older. Sharper.I lifted my head.Malrik was on his knees in fron
BLOOD FOR A BRIDE Chapter 146 - THE NIGHT OF KNIVES
-Asaraiah Kaine-The mansion did not sleep.It pretended to.That was the first thing I noticed when we got back from the burial grounds. The lights were dimmed to their night setting, the staff dismissed to their quarters, the gates sealed. On the surface, everything was routine. Perfectly controlled. Perfectly calm.Underneath, the air vibrated.Not metaphorically. Literally.I felt it in my teeth. In the soles of my feet as I crossed the marble floor. In the second heartbeat that had stopped pretending it didn’t exist.Malrik noticed it too. He didn’t comment. He never commented when the danger wasn’t visible yet. He only adjusted—security protocols shifted, guards repositioned, doors locked in sequences that didn’t repeat.The house was holding its breath.“You should rest,” he said when we reached the east wing.I took off my coat and handed it to Leina without looking away from him. “I will. When this is done.”His jaw flexed. “You don’t even know what ‘this’ is yet.”“I know wh
BLOOD FOR A BRIDE Chapter 145 - THE MOTHER’S GRAVE
Asaraiah KaineWe didn’t go at night.That alone told me everything.If Malrik had his way, we would have gone under cover of darkness with half the city locked down and snipers on every rooftop within a mile. But this wasn’t a raid. It wasn’t a warning. It wasn’t even revenge.This was a reckoning.So we went at dawn, when the world pretended to be clean.The Montova burial grounds sat on the edge of old land—olive trees gone feral, stone paths cracked with age, mausoleums leaning like tired men who had held power too long and forgotten why. The air smelled like wet earth and neglect. No guards. No cameras.Of course there weren’t.My family buried their sins where no one looked twice.The car stopped at the iron gates. I didn’t wait for Malrik to open my door.Gravel crunched under my boots as I stepped out, long coat brushing my calves, hair pulled back tight. No dress. No softness. Just black and steel and the quiet hum under my skin that had become my constant companion.Two hear
BLOOD FOR A BRIDE Chapter 144- THE EDGE OF THE ROOF
-Asaraiah Kaine-The first thing I noticed was how loud the city was.Not the gunshots or sirens. Those were background noise in this life the way birds had been in my old one.It was the heartbeats.Dozens of them, layered under the hum of traffic and the distant pulse of music from clubs that pretended the world wasn’t run by monsters. I stood on the highest balcony of the east wing, bare feet cold against stone, silk robe pulled tight over one of Malrik’s shirts, fingers wrapped around the rail until my knuckles ached.Two of the heartbeats were mine.Or felt like they were.That was the part that made my stomach knot.I closed my eyes and tried to hear past it, to strip the sound down to something simple. Wind. Leaves. The soft mechanical sigh of the elevator shaft behind me. Gaya’s steady footfalls somewhere far below. Kavin’s restless pacing in the courtyard with the night guards.And him.Even when he was quiet, Malrik’s presence had a weight to it. Not just the heartbeat—slow
BLOOD FOR A BRIDE CHAPTER 143 — “THE PROPHECY OF THE RED CHILD”
-Asaraiah Kaine- I didn’t sleep. The mansion did. But I didn’t. I walked the halls slowly, letting my fingers trail over cool stone, my breath steady despite the storm right under my skin. It felt like something was brushing the inside of my ribs— a shift, a pulse, a drumbeat that didn’t belong to this house, or Malrik, or the version of myself I had lived with for seventeen helpless years. There was a name for what was happening to me, but no one wanted to say it aloud. Not even Eryss. Not even Drayan. Especially not Malrik. So the silence thickened. The kind that folds around your ankles like smoke and climbs higher until it presses against your throat. The kind that only breaks when something else tears first. Tonight, it was the garden gates. A guard sprinted down the hall. “Lady Kaine—there’s a visitor. For you.” “For Malrik?” “For you.” That alone was enough to pull something sharp through my chest. I followed him down sweeping stairs, past portraits older t
BLOOD FOR A BRIDE Chapter 142 - THE COUNCIL THAT DRAWS BLOOD
-Asaraiah Kaine- If last night carved open something between us,this morning sharpened it.I didn’t wear anything delicate or soft.Not after the bite.Not after the vow neither of us admitted out loud.I walked into the east-wing council floor wearing fitted black trousers, a tucked silk blouse, sleeves rolled, my hair pulled back in a way that showed the fading mark on my neck.Let them see it.Let them whisper.Let them understand exactly what happened in the dark while they plotted in the light.The Kaine Council chamber wasn’t a room meant for comfort.Everything in it was designed to intimidate—glass table, steel walls, monitors humming like they were judging you, the city sprawling behind bulletproof windows.Malrik was already there.He was leaned back in the head chair—the one no one else had ever dared touch—legs stretched out, shirt half-unbuttoned, jacket thrown somewhere behind him, hair still messy in a way that made my stomach tighten because I knew exactly why.His e
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