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Chapter 20: Three feets
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The Alpha's Prized Captive Chapter 20: Three feets
He looked at me for a long moment."I don't know," he said.The honesty of it hit me somewhere unprotected. Dante Blackthorne standing in a servants' corridor at midnight, the most powerful wolf in the northern territories, admitting he didn't know why he'd come — that didn't fit any version of him I'd built in my head. Any of the versions I'd needed him to be."You should go back to your rooms," I said."Probably," he said.He didn't move.And I didn't close the door, which told its own story.The bond hummed between us. Not subtle — nothing about it was subtle, I didn't know why I'd expected subtlety from something biological and ancient and completely without interest in my feelings about its timing. It hummed like a live wire, like something that had been waiting an enormously long time to be acknowledged and was done being patient about it."This is inconvenient," I said. Because someone had to say something and it might as well be true.Something happened in his expression. Not
The Alpha's Prized Captive Chapter 19: Without The Gray
Lyra POVThe first thing I noticed was that people looked at me differently.Not dramatically. Not all at once. Just that, eyes that used to slide off me started catching and holding for half a second longer than they should. Kitchen workers who hadn't spoken a word to me in weeks suddenly found reasons to be wherever I was. Guards who had been walking past me for months without acknowledgment started stepping aside when I came down a corridor.It took me half a day to understand why.The collar was gone.I'd been so focused on what its absence felt like from the inside, the space my wolf now occupied, the strange lightness of my own throat, the way I kept reaching up to touch the place where the silver used to sit and finding nothing — that I hadn't thought about what it looked like from the outside.Someone had made a decision about me.The Alpha had made a decision about me.By evening the whole Keep knew. I could feel it moving through the building the way rumors moved, room to ro
The Alpha's Prized Captive Chapter 18: The Bond and the Burn
I wondered what she would say now. If she could see me here, in this kitchen, in this dress, with a mate bond pulling at my chest like a tide toward the man who had killed her.I thought she would probably say something practical. My mother had always been practical, underneath the softness. Had always found the angle, the path, the thing to do with the thing you'd been given.What do you have, she'd say. Not what did you lose. What do you have.I had a healing touch that scared Marcus enough to draw blood.I had knowledge of a conspiracy that the most powerful alpha in the northern territories didn't have yet.I had a mate bond to that alpha — unwanted, unasked for, cosmically unfair — that gave me access to rooms and ears and attentions that no gray slave in this Keep had ever had.I stood at the wash basin and thought about that.Thought about it very carefully.The bond was real. I couldn't unfeel it, couldn't unfeel the pull of it or the way my wolf had stopped fighting the colla
The Alpha's Prized Captive Chapter 17: Fated
The question was so unexpected that I answered it before I'd decided to."Eighteen," I said. "Today."The silence that followed was enormous.Dante looked at me. I looked at Dante. My wolf had stopped making the sound and had gone completely, unnervingly quiet in the center of my chest, the way she went quiet when something was so significant that even she didn't know what to do with it."Say that again," he said."I turned eighteen today," I said. And then, because the look on his face was doing something to my ability to maintain the performance of nothing "Why does that—""When did it start," he said. "This morning. Then..." He stopped. His jaw tightened. "What you're feeling right now. When did it start."I stared at him."You feel it too," I said.It wasn't a question.He looked at me for a long moment with those green eyes that were doing something completely uncontrolled and completely unlike anything I'd seen from him in all the weeks I'd been in this Keep. Something that look
The Alpha's Prized Captive Chapter 16: Eighteen
Lyra POVI didn't remember until the soap.It was the smell of it, cheap lye soap, the kind they gave the kitchen slaves in blocks that lasted exactly two weeks before they wore down to nothing, that did it. I'd been washing my face at the basin in the servants' quarters, still half-asleep, eyes closed, and the smell hit me and suddenly I was somewhere else entirely.My mother's bathroom. The good soap she kept on the shelf above the basin, the kind that smelled like lavender and something sweeter underneath. The way she'd lather it between her palms and then cup my face with both hands, washing away whatever the day had put on me, humming something low and tuneless that I'd never been able to identify.Happy birthday, my love, she'd say. Every year. The same words.I opened my eyes.The servants' quarters stared back at me. Gray walls, thin morning light, the sounds of the Keep waking up around me. The cheap lye soap in my hands, wearing down to nothing.I'd turned eighteen today.I
The Alpha's Prized Captive Chapter 15: The reckoning
Dante POVI hadn't planned to go to the east sitting room.I'd been on my way to the war room, a meeting with my head warrior about the Stoneclaw border, something that had been on my schedule since yesterday and had nothing to do with slaves or breakfast trays or the particular wrongness that had been sitting in my chest since I woke up and found that the girl hadn't come.But I passed the corridor.And something stopped me.Not a sound. Not a smell. Just that instinct — the one that had kept me alive longer than skill alone could account for — planting its feet and refusing to move me forward until I paid attention to whatever it was pulling me toward.I turned down the corridor.Stopped outside the east sitting room.Listened.Silence. The specific texture of it that a room holds when people inside it are being very careful not to make noise.I opened the door.The scene arranged itself in one second.Marcus at the window. Lyra at the door, close enough that she had to step back wh
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