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THE CAPTIVE'S LOVE CHAPTER 113
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The wind outside ululated like a widow's lament. Inside the ancient stone hall, where Red Crescent and Silvermoon Fang Pack banners now dwelled side by side, Emereah sat in quiet. The flames spat in the fire, casting shadows that danced like wraiths across the walls.She should have won. The prophecy child had arrived. The rebellion was defeated. The kingdom had fallen beneath her heel.But peace did not arrive.Rather, it arrived as a pinch—a restless pull she couldn't explain, stitched with each stolen glance and each unuttered movement by the man who once brought her universe crashing down.Vladimir.She had seen him again from the window, kneeling in the mud, patching up the broken steps of the elder's quarters with his own bloody hands. No soldiers. No servants. No power. Just a man—naked and bruised, reclaiming the ruin he once dominated burned.And something inside her had shifted.She pressed her hand against her chest now, as if to hold back the change."I hated him," she bre
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Vladimir alone in the courtyard, watering wrists, and flinching as it seeped into cracked skin.The evening was colder than it had been in days.But the sting of not being wanted kept him warm.He hadn't intended to remain this late—but again, no one had sent him away. Because no one recognized him. He was a specter in the camp. A warning in skin. The enemy with mercy nobody sanctioned.And so he worked.He didn't hope for redemption.He didn't hope for forgiveness.But he would serve until his soul didn't blaze any longer.Then he heard it.Soft footsteps.He spun around, heart stopping.Emereah hovered a few feet back, cloak thrown around her, hair braided down her spine, eyes unreadable.He didn't talk.Didn't dare.She walked slowly toward him, eyes on his hands."You're bleeding," she told him.He looked down, shrugged. "It will heal.""Everything does," she whispered, more or less to herself.He held himself still. "I didn't think you'd come.""I shouldn't have," she whispered.
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The sun had not yet risen above the cliffs when Emereah stood at the topmost window of the stone citadel, the very spot she had stood so many mornings ago before war, before flame, before all was lost. But now, she stood not with rage in her heart—but something far, far more perilous.Curiosity.Or maybe… something even gentler.She reminded herself it was strategy. Espionage. She was now a leader—Alpha of the United Flame—and it was her responsibility to monitor those in her territory. Even him.Especially him.Below, Vladimir stood in the middle of the courtyard, sleeves rolled, pulling stones with a dozen fighters. Dirt smudged his once-turquoise armor. His silver-black locks were tied in a rough knot at the base of his neck, sweat dripping along his temples. A man born to lead, now digging ditches and piling fortifications.A man once draped in dominance, now naked of title, pride, and compassion.Emereah clutched the windowsill. "Why do I watch you?" she breathed, more to herself
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He had worked for their scorn. But he bore it silently.Emereah's fingers reached up to her chest, resting across the solid, uncertain beat of something animate—something she had not allowed herself to feel in many months.Pity?No. Something more profound.Her voice broke on a sound she couldn't suppress.".Why am I feeling like this?"Her own face stared back at her in the mirror—strong, crowned, battered in flames.And yet—I feel sorry for him when all eyes regard him with bitter looks and with curses.Her voice was barely a whisper."Am I. in love?"The understanding struck like lightning.She retreated from the window, her heart pounding. Her breathing came quickly."No," she whispered. "Not again. Not after what he has done. My father. my people.".But outside, Vladimir knelt to fix a broken wheel beneath a trader's cart. The trader snarled, "I should've run you through in the war." Vladimir didn't flinch. He simply fixed the wheel. Stood. Bowing.Walked away.And Emereah… watc
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Later, Emereah found him by the edge of the rebuilding site. Her voice was soft, but not gentle.“You don’t have to keep proving anything in a day.”“I’m not proving anything,” Vladimir said, not looking at her. “I’m just doing what needs to be done.”She remained, uncomplaining, as he kept unloading stone into the darkness.Meanwhile The market buzzed with life, the thud of wooden carts and the scent of wild spices carried on the early morning breeze. Children dodged between stalls, their cries carried on the cobblestones, while Silvermoon Fang and Red Crescent pack soldiers observed from rooftops and corner towers—united now under the auspices of fire and rebirth.But the focus of the people wasn't on the merchandise or the sun that filtered through the mist.It was on him.Vladimir.A terror Alpha once—a conqueror of thrones, a destroyer of dynasties, an iron fist that broke the bloodline of Emereah. Now?Now he was carrying sacks of grain into the group storage, sleeves rolled tig
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The next morning after the holy ritual was solemn—too still. The cave where Lunareth was born still vibrated with safeguarding magic, but in the open, the camp had changed. A hush coated it like mist, not in peace, but in tension.Vladimir leaned against the birthing room, shoulders squared, but eyes tired. He hadn't slept. He hadn't spoken since the ceremony. Soldiers murmured as they went by him—some with reverence, most with disdain."He doesn't belong here.""He's the cause of half our families being gone.""And yet he has the nerve to stand watch like a guardian."The words were darts. Vladimir endured them all.Inside, Vera crept between Emereah and the baby snuggled beside her. She looked once at the opening of the cave. Her tone was low but laced with threat."He's still out there."Emereah didn't respond initially. Her hand lay lightly upon Lunareth's small chest, feeling the gentle rise and fall of the child's breathing."I know.""He shouldn't come near her," Vera stated ti
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