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Chapter Fourteen - Caius
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2025-07-09 08:40:00The forest at night was a place of fear for most. For Caius, it was home.
He moved through the dense undergrowth of pine and fern without a sound, a phantom clad in shadow. The cool night air was a familiar balm, and the moonlight that sliced through the high canopy was all the illumination he needed. The mission was simple. Stalk. Isolate. Deliver a message. It was a task of irritating necessity, born from his twin brother's predictable blend of arrogance and incompetence. Kael was a spoiled child playing at being a king, and now his tantrum had spilled across the border.
Caius paused, his head tilting as he tasted the air. He filtered out the familiar scents of damp earth, pine needles, and sleeping blossoms, searching for something intrusive, something that didn't belong.
He found it a moment later. A foul, intrusive stench that pierced his sensitive nose, cutting through the clean scent of the forest. It was the scent of outsiders, tainted with the specific
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Marked For Ruin Chapter Thirty - Lucien
The name dropped into the quiet of the office like a shard of obsidian. Bloodmoon.Lucian felt a cold, ancient fury settle deep in his bones. This was no longer the predictable posturing of a weak Alpha. Hiring the Bloodmoon mercenaries was an act of scorched-earth desperation. Kael wasn't just trying to provoke him; he was trying to burn the whole world down, starting with the fragile omega sleeping peacefully in the west wing.He set his whiskey glass down, the sound a sharp crack in the silence. He pressed the intercom, his voice a low, hard command that held no room for discussion. "Zaide. Milo. Back to my office. Now."They appeared in less than a minute, their expressions questioning until they saw the look on Lucian's face and the deadly stillness of Caius in the corner. Milo's gentle demeanor vanished, replaced by a doctor's serious focus. Zaide's hands curled into fists at his sides, the soldier in him instantly on high alert, sensing a new, mo
Marked For Ruin Chapter Twenty-Nine - Lucien
The warmth and light from the west wing, where Kara was peacefully building her nest, felt a world away from the cold, quiet tension of Lucian's office. He swirled the whiskey in his glass, the monitors painting shifting patterns of light on the dark walls. He was a king in his fortress, but a fragile refugee was sleeping under his roof, and the pack of her abuser was testing his borders. The peace was an illusion.He didn't hear a door open, didn't hear a single footstep. He simply sensed a shift in the shadows in the corner of the room, a drop in the temperature. He turned his chair.Caius was there, leaning against a bookshelf, the chill of the night forest still clinging to him like a shroud.Lucian took a slow sip of his whiskey, his eyes meeting the assassin's. "Report," he commanded, his voice a low rumble.Lucian took a slow sip of his whiskey, his eyes meeting the assassin's. "Report," he commanded, his voice a low rumble.Caius met his ga
Marked For Ruin Chapter Twenty-Eight
The world dissolved into a blinding wave of heat and need. One moment, Kara was standing in the hallway, clutching Lucian’s shirt; the next, her knees gave out, her body consumed by a fire so intense it stole the air from her lungs.She didn’t hit the floor.Strong arms caught her, scooping her up against a chest as solid as ancient rock. She was vaguely aware of being carried, of the scent of pine and ozone surrounding her, a grounding presence in her swirling delirium. She was laid down gently on the soft, waiting mattress of her nest.Through a hazy blur of pain and fever, she saw Lucian looking down at her, his face a mask of grim concern. His voice cut through the haze, not with a command, but with something so unexpected it momentarily cleared her head."I apologize, Kara," he said, his voice a low, serious rumble. "For entering your nest without your express permission. I will not cross this threshold again until you invite me."
Marked For Ruin Chapter Twenty-Seven
Later that evening, after spending hours wrestling with her own mortification over impulsively hugging the pack's most intimidating warrior, a soft knock came at Kara's suite door. "Kara?" a gentle voice called. "I have your dinner."Expecting Milo, she cautiously opened the door. But it was Zaide who stood there, holding a tray, his harsh features softened in the warm light of the hallway. He seemed different now, his earlier anxiety replaced by a quiet, hesitant warmth. It was clear he was here to return her earlier, spontaneous affection in the only way he knew how.An awkward silence fell between them before Kara, looking for a distraction, remembered the laptop she had been using. "Oh," she said, gesturing behind her. "I've finished the shopping, but... I don't know the address to have everything sent here."Zaide's gaze flicked past her to the laptop, and a rare, almost-smile touched his lips. "Don't worry about it," he said, his voice a low, soft rumble t
Marked For Ruin Chapter Twenty-Six
For the first time in what felt like a decade, Kara felt a spark of genuine, uncomplicated joy. Sitting in front of the glowing laptop screen, she was a queen in her own right, with a limitless budget and a kingdom of choices before her.At first, her clicks were hesitant, her choices safe—a simple beige blanket, a plain set of gray pillows. The old habits of being unobtrusive and practical died hard. But then, Milo's teasing voice echoed in her memory: I wouldn't put it past him to only order it in dull colours, too.A real, defiant grin spread across her face. No more dull colors. No more tactical khaki.With a renewed sense of purpose, she deleted the safe choices from her cart. She began to choose things she truly wanted, things that were beautiful and alive. A cashmere throw in a deep emerald green that reminded her of the forest outside her window, silk pillowcases the color of a vibrant sunset, and string after string of delicate,
Marked For Ruin Chapter Twenty-Five
The silence that followed his question was different. It wasn't tense or heavy, but quiet and patient. Kara took a deep, shuddering breath, the last of the panic receding, leaving her feeling raw and hollowed out. She looked at Zaide, really looked at him. The harsh, suspicious guard was gone, replaced by a still, focused soldier who had expertly guided her back from a terrifying ledge.He deserved an answer. He deserved the truth.She pulled her knees to her chest, her voice small and fragile in the quiet room."The laptop," she began, her voice cracking slightly. "Milo... he was so kind. He gave me a choice. For the first time, someone gave me a choice about what I wanted, for myself. I was looking at all the blankets, the lights... and I was... happy." She risked a glance at him, but his face was unreadable.She took a shaky breath, the memory of that brief, shining moment of happiness already tainted by the crash that followed. "I was imagining it," s
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