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Chapter 28: Things That Linger
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Bride of the Beasts Chapter 64: Toward Her
RHYDAN'S POVThe moment Anwen's distress hit the air, everything stopped.Our clash of power, the contest for dominance, the instinctive need to keep score—all of it vanished the instant we caught the scent of her fear.Across the arena, all three of us turned toward the same place.Toward her.Anwen sat curled in on herself in the bleachers, her face buried against her knees. Even from that distance, I could see her shoulders trembling. I could hear her whisper, begging us to stop.The sight twisted something sharp and unpleasant in my chest.In an instant, Fenric moved. As always, he was the first to react when it came to Anwen—just as he had been the one to start this whole spectacle the moment we sensed her presence.The fool was desperate to show off. Brammon was no different, despite his constant claims that he wasn't nearly as infatuated with her as Fenric was.Fenric's body exploded into motion as he shifted fully into his lycan form. Then he launched himself toward the bleach
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 63: The Kings' Display
ANWEN'S POVCorbin didn't slow, not even as the snow deepened beneath our boots.More than once, I had to half-jog to keep pace with him. To my surprise, though, my legs held up.Perhaps all those long morning walks around Blackreach had done more for me than I'd realized.Even so, we had been walking for quite some time. Long enough for curiosity to finally get the better of me. I opened my mouth to ask where exactly we were going when a distant roar rolled across the plateau.Voices. Hundreds of them.They were shouting. Cheering. Jeering. A few steps more and the structure came into view.It rose from the snow-covered landscape, unlike anything else I had seen in the camp.Massive stone walls formed a broad circular structure that dominated the surrounding terrain. Tiered rows climbed upward along its perimeter, while banners snapped in the wind from poles mounted high above. Wide archways opened into the interior, and through them flowed a constant stream of movement and noise.E
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 62: Snowbound Wonder
ANWEN'S POVI woke alone.The room was quiet and still, yet pleasantly warm thanks to the fire they had kept burning for me.The three kings had likely returned to matters of actual importance after spending most of the previous day with me.Heat crept into my face at the memory.I was still sore and drained, but deeply content.Even afterward, they had taken care of me. Brammon had fed me and bathed me. Rhydan, though characteristically silent, had changed the soiled sheets. And Fenric had dressed me in something warm and comfortable before tucking me into bed.My gaze drifted to the small table near the wall.Breakfast had been left there, along with my draught.I smiled despite myself. Brammon would probably appear out of thin air if I forgot it again and click his tongue in frustration.Not wanting to test that theory, I ate first.The food was still warm enough to be enjoyable, and with nowhere to be and no one rushing me, I took my time, savoring every bite.Once I was finished,
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 61: Swallowing Pride
ANWEN'S POVBrammon gave no warning. His hand tangled in my hair, rough and insistent. Then he was pushing into my mouth—thick, demanding, stretching my lips wide.He was girthier than Fenric—substantially so—and my eyes widened as I groaned in protest around him. The sound was swallowed, lost beneath the wet slide of him as he began to thrust, his hand guiding my head in time with his hips."Relax," Brammon said above me, his voice strained. "Just take it."I tried to obey, forcing my jaw to loosen, my throat to open. But it was difficult—he was simply too large, and I hadn't recovered from Fenric. My jaw ached, my throat felt raw, and this new stretch burned in a way that made my eyes water.Then I felt movement behind me. Fenric's hand slid between my thighs, a single finger dragging through my drenched core, and I let out an embarrassing mewl—a sound of pleading that I couldn't suppress.He laughed, light and knowing. "You want relief?"Tears streamed down my face, humiliation wa
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 60: Her Turn
ANWEN'S POVI couldn't tell how long I'd been asleep.The room was dim when I opened my eyes, the fading light beyond the small window washed in shades of gray and gold. It could have been late afternoon. Or perhaps evening.Then again, the days were growing shorter now that the colder months were approaching.For a few moments, I remained where I was as the memory of what had happened just before I fell asleep rushed back. Heat crawled up my skin almost immediately.Then I turned my head.Fenric was watching me.He lay on his side, facing me, his silver-gray gaze so intense that I instinctively pulled the blanket up to my chin.I rolled onto my other side, only to discover Brammon sitting there with his arms crossed, his expression as stern as ever. At least his horns had already retracted.Rhydan remained seated in a chair, his boots resting atop the sleeping pallet, one foot touching my knee.For a moment, I wondered if they had stayed like this the entire time I'd slept. None of t
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 59: While She Sleeps
BRAMMON'S POVI watched Fenric lower Anwen onto the pallet with a gentleness that seemed almost unnatural for someone like him.The care he took in arranging her—making sure not to disturb her sleep—sent an uncomfortable twist through my chest. I couldn't say if it was jealousy or merely the same hunger that had been gnawing at me since Rhydan and I walked in on them tangled together. Anwen was asleep. Gone completely.Her breathing was deep and even now, a stark contrast to the gasping, crying out that had filled this chamber moments before.I couldn't look away. None of us could.Fenric stretched out beside her, propped on one elbow, his thumb tracing the air just above her cheek without quite touching. The bastard was hopelessly smitten. His gaze never left her face, tracking every flutter of her lashes, every subtle shift of her jaw, every faint change in her breathing.Across the room, Rhydan sat frozen in his chair. Even from here, I could hear the rough, measured rhythm of his
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 54: Arrival at the Camp
ANWEN'S POVFenric crouched so I could slide from his back, my legs unsteady after the long ride south of Blackreach.The air was colder here, just as Brammon had warned, carrying the scent of pine and distant snow. When I lifted my gaze, the sheer scale of the military camp stole the breath from m
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 53: Tension in the Room
ANWEN'S POVI nearly fell out of my chair at Fenric's announcement.So this was what he had meant earlier when he'd said we had a "big day ahead."I had assumed he was talking about another task. Another tour through some forgotten corner of Blackreach. Or perhaps a lesson on records, ledgers, and
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 52: Kept Close
ANWEN'S POVIn the days that followed, Fenric hardly let me out of his sight.It was as though I were a new toy he had just acquired—one he was still too fascinated by to put down. Part of me wondered if that fascination would eventually fade.Lately, he hadn't been spending his days at the militar
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 51: The Secret Behind Selenhal (Part 2)
Gadreel led them deeper into the second chamber, the air growing colder and more sterile with every step. His voice echoed softly through the cavernous space.“Two decades ago, every attempt failed,” he said, his hands clasped behind his back. “We believed Azara had cursed only our women. But we we
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