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035 || The War In Our Minds

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His mouth lingered against me for one maddening second longer, the heat of his breath washing over flesh that had become so sensitive. Then his grip loosened.

The silence that followed felt alive.

I lay there trying to breathe while my cunt continued pulsing beneath him, humiliation spreading almost as quickly as the pleasure had.

Azai finally lifted his head. His crimson gaze dipped between my legs before returning to my face, dark satisfaction flashing there so briefly I almost co
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  • The Blood Alpha’s Captive Mate   036 || Blood In The Rain

    EMBER Azai went strangely still. For several seconds, he simply stared at me, and the longer he stayed silent, the faster my heart raced. Then he crossed the distance and stopped beside the bed, close enough that his legs brushed the edge of the mattress.I tightened my grip on the sheet. His hand lifted.After everything that had happened, my body reacted before my mind could. My shoulders tensed and I almost pulled away, but his fingers didn't close around my wrist or my throat. His thumb touched my lower lip instead, tracing it with an unexpected gentleness that left me more unsettled than force would have."No," he murmured.I searched his face. "No?""I don't think you're lying."My breath caught.Azai's crimson eyes remained fixed on mine while his thumb moved slowly across my lip again, his expression darkening as if admitting the words irritated him."I believe you," he said. "Which is becoming a problem, temptress."Before I could ask what that was supposed to mean,

  • The Blood Alpha’s Captive Mate   035 || The War In Our Minds

    EMBER His mouth lingered against me for one maddening second longer, the heat of his breath washing over flesh that had become so sensitive. Then his grip loosened.The silence that followed felt alive.I lay there trying to breathe while my cunt continued pulsing beneath him, humiliation spreading almost as quickly as the pleasure had.Azai finally lifted his head. His crimson gaze dipped between my legs before returning to my face, dark satisfaction flashing there so briefly I almost convinced myself I'd imagined it."Don't look at me like that," I whispered.His brows moved slightly. "Like what?""Like you've won."An unreadable expression passed over his face. "This is no game."I laughed, but it broke somewhere in my throat. "You have me crying in your bed promising to tell you anything you want. Forgive me for misunderstanding."His jaw hardened. For the first time since I had woken, he looked away from me.That should have made me feel better. It didn't.My wrists were fr

  • The Blood Alpha’s Captive Mate   034 || Corrupted Intent

    EMBER I cried myself to sleep. I cried until my head hurt, and I became angry at myself for crying in the first place. Over Azai, Liora, and Taka. Over everything.By the time sleep finally dragged me under, I was exhausted enough not to dream.I awoke to heat and the scrape of stubble on my thigh. A large hand was locked around my hip. Another had shoved the sheet and my dress up to my waist. My eyes snapped open. Azai was between my legs. His eyes were crimson in the dim light, fixed solely on my face.I tried to close my legs. His grip tightened."Azai—""I know the masked men are real." His voice was low and husky. "What else did you see?"He believed me? Why?After calling me a murderer. After letting Liora put her hands on him. After sending me to this room like a discarded thing.I laughed. It came out cracked."Go to hell."He didn't move for a second. Then he turned his head and pressed an open-mouthed kiss higher, right at the edge of where I was already starting to

  • The Blood Alpha’s Captive Mate   034 || Wading In Deep Waters

    AZAI“Azai?"I looked up from the page. Ember stood several feet away with a book clutched against her chest, her green eyes wide with uncertainty. She was beautiful. Painfully so.Her palms were probably still blistered from the morning work, yet she had a distinct glow. The same one I had watched appear when she first entered the archive.Especially with that ridiculous little dance."What?" I asked.Ember tightened her grip around the book. “I..."The library doors slammed open. A guard stumbled inside."Alpha."One look at his face had me on my feet."What happened?""Beta Taka is convulsing."I froze. The book slipped from Ember's hands and struck the floor....The corridor outside Taka's chambers reeked of herbs, blood, and burnt incense.I sat on the stone bench beside the door while the healers worked inside, their muted voices bleeding through the wood in frustrating little fragments.Taka had survived battlefields drenched in blood. Hell, he had survived assassins.And now

  • The Blood Alpha’s Captive Mate   033 || Awkward Closeness

    EMBER I finished my portion of the farm work just as the sun crested the horizon, my back screaming and my palms raw with fresh blisters. Azai had not cancelled Liora's work order, and pride had prevented me from asking. Every muscle in my body still ached, but physical pain was currently the least confusing thing happening to me. The dream had followed me all morning. Or memory. Or prophetic vision. Or possibly the result of sleeping on top of a half-frozen Alpha while inhaling too much warming balm. Perhaps I had simply lost my sanity. It would explain quite a lot. Unfortunately, none of those theories explained why the dream had felt so real. The strange sensation of something crawling beneath my skin. And those three voices speaking inside my head. 'Kill him.' I shuddered and nearly dropped the basket of vegetables balanced against my hip. "Absolutely not," I muttered. A woman working beside me glanced over at me. I smiled awkwardly. "I was speaking to the onions

  • The Blood Alpha’s Captive Mate   032 || A Glimpse At Truth

    EMBER Before I could answer his question, Azai staggered back. One hand came up to press hard against his temple, his fingers trembling slightly. His breathing had turned uneven again. "Azai—" "Enough." His voice had no strength in it now. "Leave." I froze, my chest tightening painfully. He wouldn't even look at me anymore. Water dripped from his soaked black hair as he turned away, his shoulders rigid. Yet I still noticed the strain in the way he braced one hand against the wall. Gods... He was barely holding himself together. "Azai," I whispered weakly, "please let me help—" "Out." I flinched. Slowly, I straightened and started to walk away. Azai never turned around. He stayed facing the wall, his head bowed slightly, his broad shoulders quivering.I stared at his back for one lingering moment before finally leaving.....A short while later, I stood outside Azai's chamber with a basin of steaming water tucked against my hip and a jar of warming balm

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