His Purchased Mate: Reborn For Revenge

Chapter 1All I could taste was blood.All I could see was my blood leaking out from the fresh hole in my stomach."Please... help me... don't..." I whispered weakly, turning slowly toward my killer. The bloody knife still dangling from her hand."For someone who's about to die, you sure do talk a lot! Take a look around you, Lyra... who the fuck do you think is coming to help?" Vivian, my husband's former mate, chuckled as she strolled closer, enjoying every second of the show.I looked down at my bleeding body, my white silk nightgown was ruined, stained dark red. The wet fabric clung to my wound. I pressed my both hands hard against my stomach, but the warm blood just kept leaking through my fingers, pooling onto the floor.My knees gave out and I collapsed on the wet ground of the master bedroom, my cheek pressing against the cold, expensive carpet my husband and I had picked out together just three months ago."Kael..." I choked out, staring helplessly at the empty doorway."Some

Chapter 3​The cold night air slapped me in the face the second the guards escorted me out of the auction hall. I sucked in a deep breath, trying to clear the disgusting taste of wolfsbane smoke from the back of my throat, but my lungs just felt tight and heavy.​Kael walked right beside me, his long strides effortless. He stopped by the curb where a massive black SUV was idling, surrounded by armed guards. He glanced down at my bare legs and the thin fabric of the black dress they had dressed me in, then slipped his suit jacket off his shoulders."Lyra, you're shivering...oh goddess. Hold on, let me put this on you."​He draped the jacket over me, his heavy hands lingering on my collarbones. His thumbs brushed against my bare skin.​My skin crawled so violently I thought I was going to vomit. Right there, under his thumbs, was exactly where Vivian’s knife had carved into me. I could still feel the phantom heat of my own blood soaking through my clothes, the wetness of the silk nightg

"Lyra!!" Kael’s voice boomed down the corridor... Fuck, he was searching for me.​My heart slammed against my ribs like a battering ram. The gate issue hadn't taken him nearly as long as I’d hoped.​"Lyra? Are you in the guest room?"​I heard a door handle rattle down the hall, followed by a low curse from Kael when he realized my room was empty.​Full panic flared in my chest, but I forced my hands to stay steady. I shoved the vault door shut and swung the portrait back into place. His footsteps were heading straight toward the study now...Fuck...at this rate, he would catch me here.​"Lyra?"​He was right outside the door.​I looked around the dark room frantically. The doorknob began to turn, but thankfully I had locked it from inside too.​"What the hell...?" Kael muttered from the other side, his tone instantly shifting from confused to dangerously alert.​I hugged the stolen documents to my chest, my eyes darting toward the floor-to-ceiling glass doors leading out onto the seco