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Chapter 181_My Sister's Blade

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last update publish date: 2026-11-12 19:10:46

Tahlia's POV

"No."

The knife pressed harder against my throat. I felt the point sink into my skin, a thin line of heat, but I didn't flinch and I didn't reach for the hidden blade strapped to my forearm. Maren had a right to look at it and not find me reaching.

"No?" Maren's voice was barely a breath. "I'm not asking permission."

"I know. I'm telling you what I'll do." I held her gaze. "I won't fight you. You can take that knife as far as you like, but I will not lift a hand against my sister t
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  • Rejected as the Fat Mate   Chapter 181_My Sister's Blade

    Tahlia's POV"No."The knife pressed harder against my throat. I felt the point sink into my skin, a thin line of heat, but I didn't flinch and I didn't reach for the hidden blade strapped to my forearm. Maren had a right to look at it and not find me reaching."No?" Maren's voice was barely a breath. "I'm not asking permission.""I know. I'm telling you what I'll do." I held her gaze. "I won't fight you. You can take that knife as far as you like, but I will not lift a hand against my sister to protect a throne.""You're lying.""Cut me and find out."Her jaw tightened. The blade trembled against my pulse. In the silence, I heard the kettle's thin whistle, the water lapping beneath the floor, and the slow, uneven rhythm of her breathing."You think I won't?""I think you've been waiting twenty-six years to feel something besides cold." I kept my voice low and steady. "If this is what you need, then do it. But I don't think it is.""You don't know me.""No. But I know what it is to be

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    Tahlia's POV"One of us will never leave. I'd like it noted that I read that sentence too, and I'm still saying no."Ronan stood in the stable yard at dawn with his arms folded and his jaw set. I tightened my saddle girth and didn't look at him. Cassian waited by the gate with twenty riders, pretending to inspect his reins."Wray found a procedural delay," I said. "Alaric's hearing is postponed ten days. You told me so yourself.""Which means I have ten days to keep the council from hanging him, and I can't do that from a swamp.""She asked for me alone.""She threatened to kill one of us.""She threatened a hypothetical." I turned to face him. "If I bring an army, she disappears again. She's spent twenty-six years learning how."He stared at me. Then he crossed the yard in four strides, caught my face in his hands, and kissed me hard enough to make me forget the horses."Three words," he said against my mouth. "Every night.""Still alive. Miss you.""Better."Greyfen was three days o

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  • Rejected as the Fat Mate   Chapter 177_The Child Who Disappeared

    Tahlia's POV"Twenty-five years. You had twenty-five years to tell me I had a sister."My voice echoed off the cellar walls. The lantern flame shivered between us, and my mother sat on the bottom stair with her hands over her face. Cassian had retreated halfway up the steps, as close to invisible as a man his size could manage."I know.""I asked you about my birth a hundred times. I asked why Corvin never looked at me. I asked why I had no baby pictures, no stories, no one who remembered me small. You told me the midwife died and the records burned. You let me think there was nothing to find.""I let you think what was safest.""Safest for whom?" I crouched in front of her. "Don't say me. Say it plainly."She lowered her hands. Her eyes were swollen, and for the first time in my life she didn't look away. "For me. Partly for me. If I told you, you would have gone looking, and I couldn't survive losing a second daughter."The honesty hit harder than a lie would have."Who took her?""

  • Rejected as the Fat Mate   Chapter 176_Two Birth Certificates

    Tahlia's POV"One of these is a lie."I held both certificates up to the lantern, side by side, and my voice came out steadier than I felt. Same parchment, same crimson wax, same registry stamp. Same name, written twice in the same careful hand.My mother stood on the bottom stair with her fingers pressed against her lips."Which one?" I asked."Read them again.""I've read them four times.""Read them properly, Tahlia. Not as a daughter. As the woman who found Corliss's forged betrothal in an afternoon."Cassian had crept down the stairs behind her, and I felt him hover at the edge of the lantern's glow. I didn't turn. I lowered my eyes to the first certificate and made myself see it the way I saw ledgers, as a column of figures that either balanced or didn't.Tahlia Osadebe. Daughter of Seraphine Osadebe and Corvin Osadebe, of the pack of Briar Hollow. Born the fourteenth night of the harvest moon, at the fifth hour before dawn.Corvin was the man who raised me, the one who'd sat at

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