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CHAPTER 149: The Threshold of the Beast

作者: Romance Addict
last update 公開日: 2026-10-11 22:15:21

The northern guards carried Caspian up the secret cliff staircase, their boots heavy and steady against the cold stone.

I walked right beside him, my hand locked in his limp fingers, refusing to let go for a single step. His skin was pale, damp with sweat, the faint smell of sweet violet poison still clinging to his chest. Beside us, four eastern guards carried High King Valerius toward the guest pavilion, their faces dark and silent as they realized how close their Emperor had come to

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  • BOUGHT BY THE BEAST   CHAPTER 152: The Fire and the Crown

    The wall of white heat rose twenty feet into the freezing air, trapping Caspian and me inside a circle of roaring, suffocating light.The snow beneath my boots melted in a single breath, turning to scalding steam that hissed against the stone boundary wall. The mountain wind died, cut off completely by the sheer pressure of the golden-white flames circling us.Outside the ring, the shapes of Solon, Vespera, and thirteen thousand waiting soldiers became blurred, glowing silhouettes through the fire.Caspian moved before the first wave of heat could reach my skin.His broad, bare chest slammed into my shoulder, his large arms wrapping around my waist and upper back to pull me flush against him. He turned his body, using his own broad frame as a shield, his dark pelt cloak thrown over my head to keep the burning air from my lungs."Stay under me, my love," Caspian growled, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that vibrated straight through my ribs.H

  • BOUGHT BY THE BEAST   CHAPTER 151: The Sun-Fire Crucible

    The black smoke did not merely drift... it writhed across the marble floor like a nest of dark vipers, its heat turning the air thick with the stench of copper and burnt oil.Where the vapor touched the stone near the hearth, the marble turned red-hot, glowing with jagged runes that spelled out a message in the ancient dialect of the High South.The daughter of Evelyn shall yield her core to the Sun-Fire or be reduced to ash. The Covenant demands her blood before the moon wanes.Caspian did not wait for the flames to spread.He stepped forward, his bare boot coming down hard on the glowing stone, smothering the fiery runes beneath his heel. The marble shrieked under his weight, the dark smoke dissolving into grey dust beneath the crushing pressure of his foot. He stood over the scorched stone, his broad chest heaving, his bare back slick with sweat, his silver eyes flashing with a murder so absolute that the air in the bedroom went still."They dar

  • BOUGHT BY THE BEAST   CHAPTER 150: The Southern Demand

    Vespera’s painted lips parted, but no sound came out.For two full seconds, the polished, unshakeable composure she had maintained since arriving at Thorncross Keep shattered completely. Her golden-grey eyes widened, sweeping over Caspian’s bare, scarred chest, the unbuttoned collar of his leather tunic, and the undeniable, fierce silver light burning in his gaze.She was not looking at a dying King. She was looking at the Beast, whole, lucid, and radiating a physical dominance that filled the entire gallery.Her gaze dragged down to me beside him. I stood pressed into Caspian’s side, my plum velvet gown slightly rumpled, my dark hair falling in loose waves over the white fox fur collar, the silver First Moon Seal sitting heavy and warm above my heart.The scent of our recent passion filled the cold air between us, an intimate, shameless statement of who we were to each other.Lord Kenneth stepped back so fast his heavy velvet sur

  • BOUGHT BY THE BEAST   CHAPTER 149: The Threshold of the Beast

    The northern guards carried Caspian up the secret cliff staircase, their boots heavy and steady against the cold stone.I walked right beside him, my hand locked in his limp fingers, refusing to let go for a single step. His skin was pale, damp with sweat, the faint smell of sweet violet poison still clinging to his chest. Beside us, four eastern guards carried High King Valerius toward the guest pavilion, their faces dark and silent as they realized how close their Emperor had come to a blade in the dark.We brought Caspian into our master suite.Ezra helped me lay him across the heavy wolf furs of our bed. The hearth fire was still burning low, throwing warm amber light across his bare shoulders and the dark, blood-stained fabric of his trousers."I will fetch the court healers," Ezra said, his hand on the door handle, his silver eyes tight with worry."No," I said, without looking away from Caspian’s face. "No healers."Ezra paused,

  • BOUGHT BY THE BEAST   CHAPTER 148: The Shadow in the Pines

    The footsteps were soft, precise, and completely unhurried.I turned slowly, my boots digging into the bloody slush beside Caspian’s motionless body. My hand went straight to the small, sharp blade Theron had given me, my fingers closing tight around the hilt until my knuckles turned white.The violet smoke from the dead stag’s chest was still drifting through the pine branches, thick, sweet, and heavy with poison. On my right, High King Valerius lay crumpled in the snow like a discarded cloak, his violet eyes closed, his breathing shallow.Beside my boots, Caspian was flat on his back, his broad, bare chest barely rising, the silver in his eyes drowned under a dark, drugged sleep.They were helpless. Two of the most powerful males in the High Realm, laid out on the frozen dirt by a trick buried inside a monster’s ribs.Through the mist and the dark trunks of the pines, four figures emerged.They did not wear the dark silver mail of Thorncross or the gold furs of the South. They wore

  • BOUGHT BY THE BEAST   CHAPTER 147: The Blood-Stag

    The creature’s scream did not sound like anything born under a natural sky.It was a wet, metallic shriek that echoed off the granite walls of the Reserve, shaking loose a shower of snow and pine needles from the canopy above. The smell hit us in the same breath... stale blood, old rot, and the bitter tang of dark magic that had been left to fester in the cold for centuries.Caspian moved before the echo died.He didn't yell or issue orders. In a single, fluid motion, his left arm swept around my waist, lifting me off the snow and setting me firmly behind the wall of his broad back. His bare chest heaved with heavy, measured breaths, his skin radiating a wall of heat that cut through the mountain frost."Stay behind my hip, sweet girl," Caspian growled, his voice a low, hard thread of command that left no room for debate.To our right, Valerius moved with a speed that proved why he ruled the Eastern Citadel.The Emperor didn't hesitate

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