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She Was My Mate
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2026-09-07 21:08:09
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The Alpha King's Breeder She Was My Mate
IanEarlier…Fraser moves from the far side of the room to the other, his golden eyes locked on mine. He’s plainly dressed, casual, but hyperaware of every breath I take while we go about our usual nightly routine. The landing room, one of many in his insanely complicated inner-mountain compound, is colder tonight than it has been since my arrival. Ice crystals shimmer against the moonlight, painting the balcony in shades of silver and white. Inside, a fire roars in the hearth, but it’s not warm enough to stop chills from skittering up and down my spine. A new scar formed an hour ago. It was painless. “Anything?”I shake my head. “I’m not sure.” I scrub my hand over my forearm where the original marks are now smooth, silver scars. “I feel normal.”“Do you feel like you can summon your beasts to the point you can heighten your senses?”“Without shifting?”“Yes.” He paces closer but comes to a stop with at least a dozen yards between us, poised to strike if this experiment goes awry
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Oakley“Rejection?” Mom’s voice is muffled by the door. It’s a hazy outline through my fogged vision while I lie back on my pillows. Blinking takes a tremendous amount of effort and makes me feel on the verge of collapse, but I keep my eyes open to slits, my gaze glued to the golden highlight surrounding my door. “But… that can’t be right. They were–Prince Ian, he was…. They seemed so happy.”I don’t recognize the other woman’s voice. It’s softer, lower, more of a rumble compared to my mother’s pitched whines while they argue back and forth. At least, I think they're arguing. My mind is a blank slate, fueled by a fever that hasn't let up in several days. My arm tingles, then begins to burn, the only sensation I can truly feel beside the ebb and flow of the fever. A sweeping, rolling feeling flows over from the tips of my toes to my head. I'm nearly dragged under into the absolute depths, unsure when I'll wake up again. “We've confirmed my cousin's story to the best of our abilities
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Naomi“No.”The word bounces through my skull with nowhere to land. I grip the edge of Oakley’s bed, my fingers winding around a spire of worn wood in the same shade as her hand-me-down dresser and bedside table. “No?”“No, I will not return to Fraser’s–to his palace.” She waves a hand in dismissal and looks down at her lap. “I’ll make things so much worse for Ian.”My scoff resounds through the room, but Oakley doesn’t even wince. She moves so slowly. Her skin has a sick, gray pallor, and her eyes… Goddess. She is very ill. I’m sure her family is under the impression that she’s just exhausted after being kidnapped by a beast and carted across the kingdom. I’m sure they’re forcing her to drink tea and keep busy. I’m sure everyone in Silverhide has heard the fake tale I’ve spun so eloquently by now to keep not only her, but Ian, and everyone we came in contact with, safe. I thought she’d be feeling better than this. I really believed she’d be improving. “Oakley, you’re dying.”“I’m
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Ian“That was better.” Fraser huffs a breath and shrugs back into his shirt. He winces, closing his eyes for a moment. Bruises fan across his shoulders and chest–large, deep paw prints. My clothes are shockingly intact, but I’m still in my fae form as the first glimpses of morning light turn the distant mountains a vibrant violet. Fraser carefully tucks in his shirt but moves like every step across the open air landing area high atop his mountain is painful. “Once you’re calmed down, I’ll meet you in the dining hall.”“I’m not hungry.”“I did not ask if you were,” he says bluntly, and he leaves me alone to ride out the last waves of the transformation I’ve been battling for the past two nights. Shifting isn’t even the worst of it. It’s everything else, everything that follows rejecting Oakley. I don’t go to the dining hall right away. It’s not like Fraser is waiting for me with a feast laid out. He normally just sits nearby and reads while I force myself to eat, and so far, I have
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NaomiMy hand is the size of a cantaloupe but burns a bright, furious red. Little splotches of the deepest blue fan across my knuckles, and even the slightest twitch of my fingers sends a sharp, blinding pain ricocheting all the way up to my shoulder. Fraser adjusts his glasses, pressing them high against his straight, regal nose. Somewhat straight, I realize, since this is the closest I’ve been to the man so far. A faint scar stretches across the bridge of his nose, highlighting a kink from a very old break. The three deep gashes on his face are new and bold, even in the dim, fiery lantern light, but already skillfully tended and pitched together by bandages, like he’s had this happen to him before. We’re in his kitchen, I believe. It is a kitchen, but dated by several hundred, if not thousands, of years. There’s no refrigerator or dishwasher. A large wash basin and water pump serves as a sink, and the fireplace stretching from wall to wall is stained a deep blackish-gray from cent
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