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Chapter 33: The Storm Between Chambers
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Bride of the Beasts Chapter 82: Azara
ANWEN'S POVCradling the open book in both arms, I found a quiet corner tucked between two towering shelves.I lowered myself to the floor, leaned back against the bookcase, and rested the ancient volume on my lap.For a long moment, I simply stared at it.Its pages were no longer blank. All because the book had touched my blood.I still couldn't decide whether that should fascinate me... or frighten me.Carefully, I opened the book.It wasn't a story. It was a chronicle.A painstaking record of every Radiant who had descended into the mortal world.The pages revealed neat columns of names, each accompanied by elegant, carefully penned records.One after another, their names filled the pages, each followed by an account of the gift they had brought to humanity.One Radiant had taught humanity to chart the heavens and navigate by the stars.Another had shown them how to build irrigation canals that carried rivers across dry landsOthers were credited with teaching medicine—how to ident
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 81: The Hidden Door
ANWEN'S POVI descended the spiral staircase as quickly as I dared, my footsteps echoing through Blackreach until I reached the level where the library lay hidden within the fortress.Without slowing down, I darted down the familiar corridor and pushed open the heavy wooden doors. The scent of parchment, leather, and aged ink greeted me at once.I barely spared the endless rows of books a glance.I sprinted down the central aisle, weaving between the towering shelves until I reached the far end, where the door had always been.Then I stopped so abruptly that my shoes skidded across the polished stone floor.The door... it was gone.My heart sank.A wave of cold frustration washed over me. Had they anticipated I'd come back? Had they removed it on purpose?It certainly seemed that way.I stepped to the spot where the door had once been and pressed my palms against the stone. My hands swept over every inch within reach, hoping it was merely hidden behind some glamour or illusion—or what
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 80: The Opportunity
ANWEN'S POVFor the next several days, I found myself settling into a strange rhythm—one shaped entirely by the three kings hovering over me like anxious shadows.It was all to make sure Fenric hadn't caused any lasting harm during the full moon.No matter how many times I told them I felt perfectly fine, they fussed over every bruise, every wince, every moment I grew too quiet.Brammon brewed remedies, hearty broths, and, of course, his draughts, insisting I drink them even when I protested that I was well.Fenric, meanwhile, seemed determined to make amends in his own way. Every time he returned from the military camp, he brought me rare mountain fruits said to hasten recovery. Then he would sit across from me and watch until I'd eaten every last one.As for Rhydan, his concern was quieter.Winter had settled over Blackreach in earnest, and heavy snow blanketed the fortress day after day. The ancient stone walls held firm against the wind, but the cold still found its way into every
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 79: The Library and the Lie
ANWEN'S POVI pressed my lips together, unable to answer.I was torn cleanly down the middle between telling Brammon the truth and clinging to my lie. If I admitted where I'd really been headed, any chance of sneaking into the hidden library to read about the Radiants would disappear.The problem was that I was dealing with a Scion. A king.They were gifted with impossible strength, towering height, unnerving beauty, and powers far beyond anything humans possessed.Apparently, they were infuriatingly perceptive too.I bit back a curse. It was horribly unfair."Well?" Brammon prompted.His voice remained calm, but there was no mistaking the expectation behind it.I needed to think. Quickly.Perhaps the best lie was one woven around the truth.If I admitted part of it, maybe I could satisfy him before he peeled me open completely.I let out a long, defeated sigh and allowed my body to sag in his grip."Fine," I muttered. "I'll tell you."Something in Brammon immediately relaxed.Whether
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 78: The Forgotten Name
ANWEN'S POVI remained sitting upright against the headboard, my breathing still uneven as the name echoed through my mind like a bell struck too hard."Azara."I whispered it again, softer this time, testing how it felt on my tongue.It felt strangely familiar, enough to make my skin prickle. I could have sworn I'd heard it before—perhaps in passing, perhaps in a book, perhaps whispered somewhere I'd paid no attention to at the time.I squeezed my eyes shut and searched my memory, following the thread wherever it led.At first, there was nothing but fragments of the dream—the layered voices, the woman's gentle smile beneath the ancient fir tree, the soft glow surrounding her.Then, little by little, another memory began to surface.Liberation Night. The celebration that fell on my birthday.The very same night the last Radiant had been killed.My eyes flew open.That was where I'd heard the name.The traveling troupe had performed the tale of the Scions' rebellion against the Radiant
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 77: A Warning in the Woods
ANWEN'S POVI found myself lying on the forest floor, the cold earth pressed against my back and the scent of moss lingering in the air.For several heartbeats, I had no idea how I had gotten there. My mind was shrouded in fog, as though I had been asleep for a very long time. I lay still, listening to the whisper of leaves overhead and the distant song of birds.Then my memories returned in fragments.Fenric—lost to the full moon's spell, chains broken, wild. Myself, claimed against the oak tree.The last thing I remembered was succumbing to exhaustion as Fenric knotted me, his warm release spilling endlessly inside me.Slowly, I pushed myself upright."Fenric?" My voice drifted through the trees.No answer.I frowned. Had he abandoned me here after everything that had happened?Unlikely.Fenric could be insufferable, but he didn't strike me as someone capable of leaving me alone—even when I pushed him away, let alone in the middle of the woods.I rose to my feet, brushing the dirt f
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 3: Caught and Taken
ANWEN'S POV“What do we have hiding in here?”His eyes pinned me as if he could peel back my skin and see the truth beneath. Then his hands closed around my shoulders—hard, immovable. Strong. The kind that could crush bone without trying.I kept my head down.I nearly yelped when his grip tightened
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 2: Beneath the Boards
ANWEN’S POVArlo was already moving around the room, grabbing things—my thick scarf, the small pouch of medicinal herbs for my fever and cough, an extra pair of socks. He stuffed them into a rough sack with hurried hands.“Where are we going?” I asked, pushing the blankets aside and climbing to my
Bride of the Beasts Chapter 1: Burrowed Deep
ANWEN'S POVTwenty years later.Monsters rule the world now.They don’t hide in shadows or lurk beneath beds. They sit in councils. They wear crowns. They walk our roads in broad daylight as if the world belongs to them.Because it does.They call themselves the Scions—magic wielders, shifters, and
Bride of the Beasts Prologue: The Cradle and the Grave
It hurt.A sharp, tearing brilliance bloomed beneath Azara’s skin as though her own light had turned against her.Radiants like her were not meant to bleed, nor to know agony such as this. Pain belonged to mortal flesh, to bone and blood and fragile breath. Not to beings wrought from pure illuminat
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