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Fated to the Grumpy Beta Chapter Ten:
༺ ELARA ༻ I squeezed my eyes shut against the burn in my nose, trembling violently as my body forced waves after waves of bile out of me. I thought it would go on forever. Finally, it stopped. I turned the brass tap and cupped my hands beneath the stream, splashing cold water over my face. The shock helped a little. I braced my palms against the basin and lifted my head, staring at my reflection in the polished mirror. My glasses were speckled with water, my cheeks drained of colour, and damp strands of red hair clung to my temples. I looked awful. I took my glasses off, wiped them on my sleeve, and put them back on again as I took a slow breath. There truly was something I was allergic to in that platter of mutton. The nausea had been too violent. I pressed the damp cloth against my mouth. When was the last time I’d been sick like this? I couldn’t remember. And then, uninvited, another thought surfaced. My monthly courses. I went still as I slowly lowered the cloth and
Fated to the Grumpy Beta Chapter Nine:
{Citadel of Knowledge, Oakhaven. Two Months After Elara’s Arrival…} ༺ ELARA ༻ "To the Thompsons," Senior Scholar Malachi Grim announced, holding up his glass of wine toward our table. "For proving that three centuries of archivists were completely wrong about the Western border designations!" A ripple of warm applause and light laughter went around the long dinner table. Sitting beside me, my father beamed, his face flushed with genuine pride as he clinked his glass against Grim’s. "Credit where credit is due, Malachi. My daughter spotted the second stroke on the boundary mark within twenty-four hours of arriving. She’s the finest research partner I’ve ever had." My cheeks warmed, but a small, quiet smile touched my lips. I pushed my wire-rimmed glasses up my nose and ducked my head, taking a small sip of water. Tonight, the Great Hall of the Citadel’s academic wing was hosting an informal reception to celebrate the completion of the Western Marches Cartography Restoration—my
Fated to the Grumpy Beta Chapter Eight:
༺ DARREN ༻ Veera unclasped her cloak and tossed it over the back of the chair near the hearth. Neither of us bothered with a greeting. We didn’t do small talk or ask each other useless horseshit like how our day went. We were here for one thing and one thing alone. Veera was a high-ranking Gamma warrior, competent, attractive, and perfectly capable of keeping her personal business to herself. Whenever the demands of our duties mounted, we used each other for release. No expectations. No exclusivity. No lingering when the sun came up. Our arrangement had lasted years precisely because neither of us was stupid enough to complicate it. And tonight, I needed it. The last thirty days had been a fucking nightmare. My sleep was shit, my patience was nonexistent, and Slate had been pacing the back of my mind like he had a personal grudge against me. I’d buried myself in duty. Border reports, patrol schedules, supply disputes, training assessments, executions. Anything that required
Fated to the Grumpy Beta Chapter Seven:
༺ ELARA ༻ It was just three days at sea, and I had already developed a personal hatred for the ocean. And on top of all that, the tea being served on the ship was disappointingly bland. I stared suspiciously into my cup. “It’s terrible,” I announced to my father, who was seated opposite me at the tiny cabin table, reading through a stack of notes he’d brought from the North. He looked at me over the rim of his spectacles. “The tea?” “Yes.” “But you’ve been drinking it for the past three days.” “I’ve been giving it opportunities to improve, Father.” His mouth twitched. It was the closest thing to a laugh I got out of him when he was absorbed in his work. I sighed and set the cup down as I picked up my book. The cabin rocked gently beneath us, making the flame in the little oil lamp dance against the walls. Beyond the small round window, there was nothing but endless water and a pale morning sky. I pretended to read, even though all I could think about was how
Fated to the Grumpy Beta Chapter Six:
༺ DARREN ༻ "I'm actually concerned about Elara." Luna Sigrun’s light, teasing voice carried through the quiet warmth of the royal nursery. She glanced up at me, and there was a glint in her eyes. I stood near the hearth, my hands clasped loosely behind my back. Of all the fucking names she could have mentioned. Something unpleasant twisted beneath my ribs. I ignored it. "Lady Thompson?" I asked. "Yes. She came to my room last night to say goodnight, but she looked shaken. She blamed it on a sensory migraine from the feast, although I'm not entirely convinced." Sigrún frowned slightly. "And she apparently left without a guard, despite my instructions. I haven't been able to stop worrying about her." I said nothing. "I know you’re busy Darren, but I was hoping you could send someone to check on her." She reached for a small wooden vial on the side table. "I had one of the castle's healing mages prepare some willow-bark tonic for her headache. Would you mind having it de
Fated to the Grumpy Beta Chapter Five:
༺ ELARA ༻ By the time I reached the Market Square, my legs were numb, my dress was damp from melted snow, and tears were freezing on my cheeks. I pushed through the front door of the bookstore, which doubled as my home, slipping inside and leaning back against the wood, letting out a shuddering breath. "Pet?" a voice called out from behind the counter. My father stepped into the light, holding a brass oil lamp, his traveling cloak still draped over his shoulders. "Father?" I blinked through my blurred vision, hurriedly taking off my glasses to wipe the condensation off on my wet sleeve before shoving them back onto my face. "You're back early. I thought you wouldn’t return until a fortnight." "The roads cleared up faster than expected," he said with a tired, soft smile. He looked exhausted, his face lined and aged by endless weeks of traveling from border to border. He paused, his face shifting into concern as he stared at me. "Are you alright, pet?" I nodded and diverted my eye
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