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Ch 51. When Did It Began?

Author: Nayko Ayasame
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-07 08:46:35
The night was an abyss of silent dread. As Kael kept his vigil, praying for a sign of life, Elira’s consciousness retreated from the searing pain of the present, seeking refuge in the past. It led her to the sun-drenched stones of the Royal Academy, to the beginning of the war between them.

She was sixteen, a shadow in the bustling halls. Her half-brother, Alvero, was the sun around which her father’s ambitions orbited—loud, prideful, and desperately trailing behind Princess Ilyana and Kael Rennar like an eager puppy.

Anyone with eyes could see the polite indifference Ilyana and Kael showed him. But Elira was the secret daughter, the polished tool honed in the shadows. Her father’s warning was a cage: “Stay low. Do not draw attention. It is embarrassment enough that I have a fool for a son. Do not become another.”

Yet, a spark of defiance ignited. It fixated on Kael Rennar. He was not an object of affection, but a benchmark. She needed to test her rigorously trained skill against the b
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  • Bound to The Enemy of My Mate    Ch 109. The Weight of Promises

    The dining hall in the Cinderfell mansion was too large for the three of them. The long, dark wood table could have seated twenty. They sat clustered at one end, a small island in a sea of polished, empty space, the silence between them louder than any conversation.Elira sat at the head, feeling like an imposter on a throne she never wanted. Kael sat to her left, and Thane to her right. It was a silent, agreed-upon arrangement that felt more like a trap than a seating chart.The clink of a porcelain cup was the only sound. Thane poured tea for Elira first, then for Kael, and finally for himself. He then placed a small, honey-drizzled pastry on the edge of her plate, his movement sure and quiet. He had done this every morning since their arrival, a ritual of care as constant as the sunrise.

  • Bound to The Enemy of My Mate    Ch 108. The Unspoken Room

    The Rennar mansion at Cinderfell was not the sun-warmed stone of the capital, but a structure of dark timber and grim granite, hunched against the mountain winds like a brooding sentinel. It was a place of cruel irony, a fact that struck Kael with fresh force as they arrived. This had once been Duke Malven's northern hunting estate. After his fall from grace, the King had gifted the land and the mansion to Kael, a reward for his loyalty. Now, Kael was bringing Malven's daughter—his own wife—here as a fugitive, to a place that should have been part of her inheritance.It was also the place where they had once played at being a married couple, a staged honeymoon for a political mission. Now, the ghosts here were their own.As the entourage clattered into the main courtyard, the journey's end felt less like a homecoming and more like an internment.

  • Bound to The Enemy of My Mate    Ch 107. The Carriage

    Inside the rolling carriage, the world was reduced to the steady rhythm of wheels on dirt and the shared warmth of two bodies. Elira lay against Thane's chest, her head tucked beneath his chin. For a long time, there was only the gentle, rocking silence and the slow, steady beat of his heart under her ear.Then, a change. A warmth that was not from the sun-warmed wood of the carriage began to spread through her. It started where their bodies touched—his hand on her back, her cheek against his chest—and seeped deep into her bones, chasing out a cold she hadn't even realized had taken root in her marrow. It was the mate bond, a silent, persistent current of life flowing from him into her. The last of the silver's poison, a hollow, aching emptiness in her very core, began to stir, slowly filling with a low, humming energy that felt like coming home after a l

  • Bound to The Enemy of My Mate    Ch 106. The Price of Freedom

    Thane cradled Elira against his chest, his large hands incredibly gentle as he adjusted his hold. A low, pained sound rumbled in his throat, a predator's growl at the sight of his wounded mate. Elira, who had been as limp and unresponsive as a doll for hours, stirred. Her head turned, her face pressing into the hollow of Thane's neck as if drawn by a magnet, seeking the scent and warmth that her very blood demanded. A weak, shuddering sigh escaped her lips, the first sign of peace she had shown since her capture. It was a gesture of pure, unconscious instinct, and it shattered what was left of Kael's heart.Then Thane did what Kael could not. He lowered his head and kissed her.It was not a kiss of romance or gentle affection, but of desperate, primal healing. His lips sealed over hers, and a faint, silve

  • Bound to The Enemy of My Mate    Ch 105. The Public Unraveling

    The first light of dawn was staining the sky a pale gray when Kael was finally led down into the dungeon. The King's signed order, still damp from the royal seal, felt like a death warrant in his hand rather than a pardon. Each step downward into the bowels of the palace felt like descending into a grave. The stones wept with moisture, and the air grew thick with the stench of rust, stagnant water, and human misery. The guard, a young man whose face Kael recognized from the training yards, could not meet his eyes as he unlocked the heavy iron door and stepped back, granting him entry.The sight in the cell stole the air from his lungs and the strength from his legs.Elira was curled on the bare, damp stone floor, a small, broken thing in the tattered remains of her once-beautiful gown. The heavy silver ma

  • Bound to The Enemy of My Mate    Ch 104. The Price pf Mercy

    Finn and Borin were speechless. There was no answer that would not invite violence. Thane’s control snapped. With a sudden, explosive motion, he kicked a nearby wooden chair, sending it splintering against the wall.“He is taking too long!” he snarled, not at them, but at the world. Without another word, he stormed out into the gardens, a caged animal with nowhere to run.In the ringing silence he left behind, Finn looked at the only other person who remained.“You… you are not leaving?” Borin did not look away from the empty doorway. His face was grim, but resolved.“I swore my life to the lady,” he said simply.

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