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Chapter Forty-Eight: Aurielle DuVall
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Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Eight
Aurielle DuVall“Your sister takes you on this trip,” Cassiel began, his tone even, almost clinical, as if he were laying out a battle plan. “She has already devised a plan to fake her death and frame you for it. With a scheme like that, I doubt she ever intended on coming back. Let us assume she found someone who caught her attention. Someone who could give her exactly what she wanted without forcing her to waste time manipulating him at every turn.”I nodded slowly, following the thread of his reasoning. He had a way of weaving logic together so tightly that it left little room for doubt. Cassiel was not merely speculating; he was reconstructing Nerissa’s choices based on what I had told him about her, what he had learned of Matthias, and what he had extracted from those men who had tried to kill me. His mind was a net, and once he cast it, every detail was caught.“But,” Cassiel continued, his gaze steady on me, “she also found a way to keep tormenting you. Because in her mind, yo
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Seven
Aurielle DuVallWhen I returned, the first thing I noticed was the warm, rich smell drifting from the kitchen. Cassiel had cooked. That was one of his quiet habits, an unspoken way of grounding both of us after long, chaotic nights. I had eaten at Matthias’s engagement party, and I had drunk enough wine to keep a faint burn in my chest, but there was no way I would ever say no to Cassiel’s food. He had a way of preparing meals that tasted not just of spice and meat but of care, of safety, of something steady in a life where everything else tilted and shifted under my feet. And besides, the hours it took to get here meant I had time to get hungry again.I sat down with him, letting the warmth of the kitchen calm me while I began recounting everything that had happened at the party. As the words spilled out, my chest tightened, my heartbeat quickened, and I found myself replaying every detail, wondering if I had done anything wrong, if I had somehow revealed too much or left something
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Six
Cassiel AldricI knew he was not going to listen to me. He never really did. It is almost laughable how predictable Rhysland can be when he decides that his pride is worth more than the voice of reason. Am I partly to blame for his attitude? For the bitterness and the defiance that lives in him like a second skin? I do not think so. He is a grown man, not a child who can be shaped by the influence of a brother alone. He can sense when my patience wears thin, when anger flashes in my chest, yet he chooses to ignore the countless times I stood for him. He refuses to remember all the moments I protected him, covered for him, defended his name when no one else would, or when I stayed up nights tending to the wounds he could not explain.The truth is, I have done my part in being a good brother. Perhaps more than I should have. But what is worse than the truth is that I am going to miss the good parts of my half-brother. Not everything is meant to last, though. I will miss the parts of Rh
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Five
Aurielle DuVallNerissa wastes no time once the bathroom door clicks shut behind her. The sound echoes against the tiles, sharp and accusing. She fixes her eyes on me with the kind of glare that could peel skin. Her voice cuts through the silence like a knife. “You have no shame. Showing up here. Acting like you're above my own fucking engagement party. Oh, the white is tacky. How dare you, Aurielle? How dare you assert yourself in my relationship? Didn't I warn you? I will ruin what's left of your pathetic life if you don't listen.”I smile, slow and deliberate, refusing to let her see even a flicker of discomfort. “I was invited,” I remind her with a lightness that I know will irritate her further. “In fact, Matthias kept inviting me for weeks. I decided it was time to put all of our problems behind us. I have no hate for you, sister.”Her eyes narrow, her mouth twitching in that way it always does when she thinks someone is lying to her. “No hate? What are you trying to do, Auriel
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Four
Cassiel Aldric Rhysland continued when I said nothing to him, and I could tell he was hoping for a denial, some form of comfort I would not give. His eyes were glassy, but there was a steadiness in his voice that made it clear he meant what he said.“I know how you think sometimes, Cassiel. You wish I wasn’t born. You see me as some half-sibling you wish you could get rid of.”“Yes.” I said it without hesitation. Pain flashed across his face like a crack in glass, raw and jagged, but I did not stop. “I do wish I could get rid of you. And I could, Rhysland. I truly could. But I don’t. You are still my brother. I like you when you are sober, when you are doing your job, when you are that good person who exists underneath the alcohol. But those moments are rare. Your faults outweigh them. You are never sober for more than a few months, and even then, it is only because you have some girl distracting you before you ultimately cheat on her or drive her to meet someone better. You can eit
Once His Mate, Now His Regret Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Three
Cassiel AldricWith Aurielle away at Matthias’s engagement party, her sole mission being to bait her sister into saying something incriminating, I stayed behind. The hope was that Nerissa would lose her composure just enough to give us a clue, or better yet, something we could present later as evidence. A word, a slip, anything that might help us justify her execution. While Aurielle was busy working on that, I waited in silence inside my brother’s house.The living room was cloaked in darkness. I made sure of it. Every lamp was turned off, every curtain pulled tightly shut. The air was still, almost suffocating, and the only sound was the faint ticking of the old clock on the wall. I muted my scent until it was barely there. I dulled my energy, pulling it down into something smaller, weaker, something that would not alert him when he stepped inside. If he sensed my true presence, Rhys would bolt before I even had a chance to speak to him.The truth was, I was beyond tired of his anti
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