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Bride of the Beast Chapter Fifty One
Nola ReynoldsThe woman with the glossy brown hair that fell in waves to her back adjusted the tiara that was perched like a fly on her head before she stopped in front of the stone archway of a wooden door.The one I guessed opened to my quarters. It did not escape my notice that I was going to be the only one on this end of the castle, the other girls rooming cohesive on the opposite corridor that broke out from the brightly lit florescent shining over the pebbled hallway.I did not doubt in my mind that Sarah had something to do with my social ostracism. The blue-eyed Bambi must have batted the shedding thickets of her golden eyelashes at Merida, spewing rubbish about not feeling safe around people of volatile temperaments, people like me.I’d seen them whispering in hushed tones in one of the ornately designed reading rooms after the woman chief guard excused herself for a minute too long. I had wondered what atrocity it was the village maiden was filling the woman’s ears with, an
Bride of the Beast Chapter Fifty Two
NOLAThe glint of a small kitchen knife caught my eye as I crept toward the door where the iron fists of whoever was on the other side were still hammering away.I gripped the hilt of the silver blade in my sweaty palms reflexively, catching the golden knob before it turned in my palm and I was face to face with the dust-eyed tower of a man.“Well? Can I come in?” Hector rattled in his deep baritone and I snapped myself out of whatever daze seeing him had put me in, a blush rose on my cheeks as I bobbed my head in lizard fashion and opened the door wider for him to step through. The Lycan brushed past me slowly, my cheeks heating even hotter when he stood at the center of the room, his back to the window where I’d been spying on him only minutes ago. He was wearing a navy-green tunic, with a gold sash holding his thick middle. I imagined the line of his maleness under the clothes and looked away when I realized he was still staring at me.Shit. I’d changed out of my button-down into
Bride of the Beast Chapter Fifty Three
HECTOR“Alone, your highness,” Sarah whispered airily, tilting her head to the side The woman at the door was still looking at me, expecting an answer. Nola folded her hands over her buxom chest and I sighed, unable to believe it had come to this so soon. I’d caught the brunette watching me from across the stone castle, ducking behind the thick fold of curtains just as my gaze fastened on her doe-eyed expression.This close, I’d come this close to kissing the green-eyed imp from the wolf village. The very attractive green-eyed imp.I could smell the musk of her feminine heat from down the passageway going to her room. That was how down bad I was apparently.What the hell is wrong with you Hector? I was behaving like a bull in heat, charging up to the maiden's room to claim her like that.I just couldn't seem to get that scene with me and Nola on that pale horse out of my head! The feel of her nipples on my back, and the heat that had traveled through my hardened shaft.I didn't want
Bride of the Beast Chapter Fifty Four
HECTORTwo thousand years!Two thousand years, and not one damned maiden has given me the rollercoaster of emotions the green-eyed imp seemed to have stowed up in her back pocket, throwing it at me like freaking bowling balls every chance she got.“Your highness! E-excuse me,Your Highness! If-if
Bride of the Beast Chapter Fifty Five
NOLA REYNOLDS“Very well then, I release you from your promise.”It was the last thing the silver-haired man had said to me before he strode out of my wood-walled quarters of the stone castle.Why the hell had I spoken to the Lycan King of the mountains like that?Ugh! What was wrong with me?There were women- Sarah, Layla, the mountain city wives, - who would have killed to have his attention like that!I lowered myself to the lavender-netted canopy bed with a heavy sigh, calming the soft velvet duvet slowly.Should I apologize? But what would i be apologizing for?“Mr. Lycan sir, my apologies for bruising your ego?” I tried to mimic Sarah’s throaty high-pitched voice and gagged on the self-cringe.It didn't make sense! I couldn't deny regretting some of the things I’d said in the heat of the moment. The way he’d been looking at me was hardly his fault, but it made it difficult to think.Not that the reasoning came easily to you in the first place Nola.I squeezed my eyes shut, groan
Bride of the Beast Chapter Fifty Six
NOLA“What?” I hacked a ragged breath, staggering backward a few steps as I started at the barrel-chested woman like she had just announced the end of the world.Yolanda watched me curiously, tucking her hands beneath her buxom chest and leaning on the dresser which gave a protestant squeak.Could it be what the Lycan had come to tell me? Was that why he had made me promise to stay by his side no matter what? Shit Nola, what have you done?I gripped the sides of my head, digging my fingers into my throbbing temple almost painfully.”Now I know chile, that you ain't thinking about bolting like you usually do,” The woman chuckled in what I was almost certain was a menacing fashion, turning back to the dresser to stare questioningly at it.”Was one of the reasons I came up here myself, keep my eye on you?” The woman croaked, grinning before she turned like she had confirmed her suspicions, and tucked both hands behind her back slowly, coyly.“What's that?” I screeched, not liking the
Bride of the Beast Chapter Fifty Seven
HECTOR BAYES”Miss Oliver? What are you doing here?” I sighed, watching as Sarah bowed a small courtesy before entering the statue-lined envelope of the stone castle garden.The granite of some of the dead-eyed sculptures had become run over with yellow-petaled moss, giving the garden all the feels of a resting jungle.”I’ve looked everywhere for you your highness! Its a miracle I found you when i did.” The woman gushed and i felt the air in my chest rise till i was walking toward her with raised shoulders, my back standing a tad bit straighter with all the air of self-importance her words had given me.“I-I uh, I just wanted to say thank you, for, for Mary.” Sarah breathed, a hiccup suddenly rising from her lips as the most of tears clouded her eyes for a moment before her ocean-blue eyes flickered away from me.A cowl formed on my forehead as I squeezed my eyebrows together, remembering that I had ordered for the unfortunately deceased maiden to be kept in the heavily guarded Castle
Bride of the Beast Chapter Fifty Eight
HECTOR BAYES“You trying to make all the maidens run away like Snow White Your Majesty?” Kalden’s annoying baritone cackled behind me and I looked up from the mirror to see that the stylishly dressed man who was looking polished in the crepe, jade-green suit-the color of his eyes- had come into my chambers undetected.“Kalden, I’d hardly count you as a blushing maiden now would I, not with the size of your forehead,” I grumbled light-heartedly, and the green-eyed roach threw back his dark mane of hair to let out a bellowed laugh, clutching his hands to his chest as tears sprung from his eyes.“You, bastard!” Kalden wheezed, gasping for breath as he dropped himself into the soft, gold comforter of my king-sized bed.”Duke’s here Merchling, with that insipid gods-reject of a woman he calls his wife. Who the fuck names their daughter Bartholomew? A SICK, depraved fuck Hector, that's who!” Kalden announced heatedly, groaning at the last part so that I couldn’t help the knowing smile that
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