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Chapter 79: The Beast That Was My Mate
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Maeve: Marked By Blood, Chosen By Fate. Chapter 82: The Strike That Broke Me
Carson.Her throat was warm under my claws. Fragile. Easy to break.I lifted her higher, her feet kicking weakly, her silver eyes burning into mine with terror and something worse — pity.“Prey,” I growled, the word rough, jagged in my throat.But her lips moved, cracked and bloody, and the sound of her voice sliced through me. “Carson… it is me.”The beast snarled. It wanted her blood. Her fire. Her life.I tightened my grip, savoring the sound of her gasp.But then — her scent. Not just fear. Not just blood. That faint sweetness that had always undone me, even when I swore I could resist.My claws trembled.“No,” I snarled at myself, my chest heaving. “She is prey. Nothing more.”She touched my wrist, her fingers weak but burning with silver sparks. “You are not the beast. You are mine.”The words cracked something inside me. My chest burned, my head splitting with the clash between man and monster.“Mine,” I growled, pressing her tighter against the wall. “Always mine.”Her tears s
Maeve: Marked By Blood, Chosen By Fate. Chapter 81: The Beast In My Hands
Maeve.Cold.That was the first thing I felt. Not the bite of winter or the chill of night — this was deeper, emptier, the kind of cold that pressed inside your bones and made your blood feel heavy.I opened my eyes to find nothing but black. Shadows stretched in every direction, endless, shifting like smoke, whispering words I couldn’t catch.“Carson?” My voice cracked, weak and small. “Carson, are you here?”Only silence.Panic burned hot in my chest. I staggered to my feet, my legs shaking, my claws sparking faintly with silver flame that barely lit the ground beneath me.Then came the voice. Smooth, familiar, cruel. Johan.“You finally came to me.”I spun, my claws raised, silver fire bursting weakly. “You.”He stepped from the dark like he owned it, amber eyes glowing, his mouth curved in a smile that wasn’t kind. “Don’t look so surprised, Maeve. You always belonged here.”“Liar,” I hissed, fire crackling between my fingers. “I belong with Carson.”Johan chuckled softly. “And yet
Maeve: Marked By Blood, Chosen By Fate. Chapter 80: The Abyss Between Us
Carson.The world was red.Her scent, her blood, her fear — it filled me, wrapped around me, made my claws twitch with hunger. My chest heaved, my vision blackened at the edges, and there was no man left in me, only the beast.But her eyes.Silver. Wet with tears. Wide with terror.“Carson,” she whispered, my name breaking on her lips like it could hold me together.Something inside me cracked, but the beast howled louder, drowning it out.I slammed her against the stone again, my claws locked around her throat. Her body was fragile in my grip, too fragile, and yet the beast wanted more.“Prey,” I growled, my voice twisted and rough, unrecognizable even to me.She gasped, clawing at my arm, silver sparks flickering at her fingertips. “You are not the beast,” she choked. “You are mine. You are Carson. My mate.”Her words struck something deep, something buried under the black fire consuming me. For a heartbeat, gold flickered in my vision.Her lips trembled. “If you kill me, you will d
Maeve: Marked By Blood, Chosen By Fate. Chapter 79: The Beast That Was My Mate
Maeve.Darkness.It wasn’t quiet. It wasn’t peaceful. It was heavy, pressing, filled with whispers that weren’t mine.I tried to breathe but there was no air. I tried to move but my body was stone.“Carson?” My voice echoed, thin, weak, swallowed before it could reach anywhere.No answer. Only shadows shifting, curling around me like smoke.Then a voice came, smooth and familiar. Alia.“You see? Even now, he loses himself. You chose wrong, Vessel. You bound yourself to a man who cannot save you.”I spun, my silver eyes straining against the dark. “You are not real. You are just a shadow.”She stepped forward, violet light bleeding from her hands. “Am I? Or am I the only one who tells you the truth?”My claws sparked faintly with silver flame, weak, fading. “Leave me.”Alia smiled softly. “I am not your enemy. Not truly. I am the one who sees what you are. And what you will be when you stop clinging to him.”A faint sound broke through the dark. My name.Carson’s voice, raw, broken. “M
Maeve: Marked By Blood, Chosen By Fate. Chapter 78: The Beast In Me
Carson.Her body hit the stone with a sickening crack.“Maeve!”The roar tore out of me, half man, half beast. I dropped to my knees beside her, my claws shaking as I reached for her face. Blood trickled from her lips, her silver eyes dim but still open, still looking at me.No. Not me. At the thing I was becoming.“I did not mean—” My voice cracked, trembling. “I did not mean to—”Her breath rattled, weak but steady. “Carson…”That single word shattered me.The curse screamed, black veins tearing across my arms, my chest, my face. My wolf thrashed inside, demanding I finish it, demanding I end her so the bond would break clean.“No!” I howled, clutching my head. “You will not take her from me! Do you hear me? You will not!”Daston’s laugh slid into the silence, cruel and mocking. “Look at you, Alpha. Kneeling in your own ruin. You cannot save her, and you cannot kill her. You are nothing but the curse.”I snapped my head up, golden fire blazing through the black. “I am more than this
Maeve: Marked By Blood, Chosen By Fate. Chapter 77: The Beast That Wears His Face
Maeve.The pain stopped.One moment the bond was screaming through my chest, searing like fire. The next it went cold. Empty.My breath caught, my claws digging into the stone as I fell to my knees. “Carson?” My voice cracked, raw. “Carson!”No answer. Nothing.I clawed at my chest as if I could drag him back through the thread between us, but the silence was endless, heavy, terrifying.Alia’s laugh filled the chamber, smooth and cruel. “Do you feel it? That emptiness? That is what it feels like when the bond dies.”I snapped my head up, silver flames bursting in my claws. “You are lying. He cannot be gone. He cannot!”Her violet eyes gleamed, calm. “Perhaps he is not dead. Not yet. But you felt it — the bond has snapped. Even if he lives, he is no longer yours.”My tears burned, my chest heaving. “No. He is mine. Always mine.”Alia only tilted her head, stepping closer. “You cling to words, but words are nothing. What matters is blood. What matters is what you carry. That is why Joha
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