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138. Accusations
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Mine to keep, mine to break 138. Accusations
Nalini I felt the tightening before I heard it.It came as rules written in ink and sealed with wax, delivered by hands that would not meet my eyes. It came as doors that no longer opened without permission, as footsteps posted outside my quarters that did not bother to soften themselves anymore. The council did not shout their displeasure; they did something far worse. They organized it.By the third day after Myron’s last visit—the one that left my mouth swollen and my heart raw—the academy dorms had become a cage dressed up as concern. My meals were delivered instead of eaten in the commons. My classes were “postponed for my wellbeing.” Even Maxine was only allowed to see me under supervision, a matron seated near the door pretending not to listen while every word we exchanged weighed like contraband.“They’re scared,” Maxine whispered once, fingers twisting in her skirts. “Not of you. Of what you mean.”I laughed then, a brittle sound that startled even me. “I don’t even know wha
Mine to keep, mine to break 137. Harsh words
Nalini “You chose him,” he said suddenly, bitterness flaring. “And I don’t blame you. I just—” His voice cracked. He turned away, raking a hand through his hair. “I can’t stand watching it happen.”I stood, my legs unsteady, the room tilting slightly. “This isn’t about choosing. You know that.”“Then what is it about?” He faced me again, eyes fierce. “Because the council says it’s about power. About bloodlines. About who gets to claim you.”“I am not a prize,” I snapped, anger surging at last. “And you don’t get to talk like I handed myself over.”He flinched. “I didn’t mean—”“You always mean something,” I said, stepping closer, my voice trembling. “You just don’t like what it reveals.”The air between us snapped.He grabbed my wrists suddenly, not hard, but firm, grounding. “Say you don’t feel this,” he said. “Say it and I’ll leave.”I looked up at him, at the man who made my heart race and my instincts scream in equal measure. At the wolf who pulled at mine like gravity. “I can’t.
Mine to keep, mine to break 136. Again
Nalini I had stopped counting the hours after the council sealed me into the academy dorms. Time no longer moved the way it used to. It stretched, thinned, then snapped back painfully when I least expected it. The room they gave me was quiet in the way prisons were quiet—not peaceful, just watched. Every sound felt borrowed. Every breath felt reported.The ban hung over everything like a curse. Separation orders. Official words for something that felt like my chest had been split open and left to bleed slowly. I wasn’t allowed to see either of them. As if bonds could be switched off by parchment and seals. As if wolves listened to councils.My body hadn’t listened.I felt Myron long before he came.It began as a tightening behind my ribs, sharp and familiar, like a storm gathering under my skin. My wolf stirred, pacing, restless, her hackles rising for no reason I could name except him. I was sitting on the narrow bed, fingers worrying the edge of the blanket, when the air shifted. N
Mine to keep, mine to break 135. Reckless, forbidden, mine!
Nalini I learned very quickly that silence could be louder than screams.After the mate dance, after the council’s uproar, after the separation orders were stamped into law and delivered with faces carved from stone, the academy dormitory became a cage dressed up as safety. They called it house confinement, but it felt like exile wrapped in velvet excuses. Guards stood outside my door at all hours—polite, distant, eyes sliding away from my face as though looking at me too closely might burn.I was not allowed to leave my wing. I was not allowed visitors. I was not allowed answers.The corridors outside my room stayed unnaturally quiet, as if the academy itself was holding its breath. I could still hear students sometimes—laughter drifting faintly from distant halls, the clatter of boots during late-night patrols—but none of it reached me properly. Everything felt filtered, dulled, like I was submerged underwater.And yet… the bond refused to be silenced.It tugged at me constantly, a
Mine to keep, mine to break 134. Not a prize
Nalini I had always imagined silence as something gentle. Soft. A pause between heartbeats.I was wrong.Silence could also be a weapon.It descended on the ballroom after the mate dance like a blade dropping—sharp, cold, absolute. The music had faltered first, the musicians’ hands freezing mid-note as the glow on our skin refused to fade. I still remembered the way the moonlight had burned into me, the way my mark had come alive as if it had been waiting its whole existence for that moment. I remembered Myron’s sharp inhale, Timothy’s broken gasp, the collective horror and awe that rippled through the hall when all three marks flared at once.Bound.To both.Now, hours later, that same silence followed me down the marble corridor of the academy, broken only by the echo of my footsteps and the rustle of guards’ armor. Gamma guards. Royal council guards. Too many of them for one omega girl.I kept my head down, my fingers clenched in the thin fabric of the academy cloak draped over my
Mine to keep, mine to break 133. Aftermath
Nalini The silence after the mate dance was worse than any scream.For a heartbeat—maybe two—the entire ballroom stood frozen, as if the Moon herself had pressed her palm over every mouth, every breath. The glow on my skin had faded, but the damage lingered, thick and suffocating, clinging to the air like smoke after a fire.I stood between Myron and Timothy, my fingers trembling, my chest aching as though something had torn open inside me and refused to close. Their mate marks had dimmed, but I could still feel them—two distinct pulls, two wolves pacing restlessly beneath my skin, confused and agitated and afraid.Then the murmurs began.Low at first. Horrified. Disbelieving.“That’s impossible…”“Two princes?”“Is she cursed?”“Or blessed?”“By the Moon… what did we just witness?”The sound swelled, rolling through the hall like a rising tide, crashing against me from all sides. I felt small. Exposed. Naked in a way no torn dress could ever replicate.Myron shifted beside me, his j
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