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Chapter Thirty-Four - My Palace, My Bed
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The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter 190 - To Be Careful
(Adelaide & Caelum) Up close, Adelaide could see the bruising already darkening beneath the crescents at his throat. Rage flared again at the sight of it. “You almost—” she began, but the words tangled. He shook his head once, cutting her off gently. “I didn’t.” The simplicity of it made her chest ache. She dropped her head, swallowing a lump that threatened to escape. “Firelight,” Cael whispered softly, “Are you alright?” She moved closer, another step. Now they were standing within reach of one another, close enough that she could feel the residual heat of his body, the faint coolness of shadow brushing the edges of her wings. The air between them felt charged, careful. “I’m fine,” she said, though she knew it wasn’t entirely true. “He didn’t—” She stopped, her fingers curling faintly at her sides. “He didn’t hurt me.” Cael’s eyes darkened. “He bit you.” Her hand rose reflexively to her lip. She felt the split again, tender and swollen. She hissed as her fingers ra
The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter 189 - Two truths. Two claims.
(Adelaide & Caelum) Adelaide's thoughts skidded back to Apollo. Her stomach twisted as uncomfortable realisation sank in. The kneeling had been a lie. It wasn’t for devotion. It had been a cruel calculation. No. That wasn’t fair. Not entirely true. She had felt him. The softness had been real. The tenderness had been real. He did care for her. He had made that clear, in ways that left marks. So what was this, then? Fear. Possession. Jealousy. All of it, tangled together? She replayed the moment he accused her. You burn me for him. The accusation had not been shouted. It had bled, raw and wounded. Her gaze flicked toward Cael before she could stop herself. He remained near the wall, one hand braced against the stone, shoulders rising and falling in carefully controlled breaths. Red crescents marred his throat, the grey skin already darkening beneath the surface. His shadow lay tight against his spine, unnaturally restrained. Though his breathing had steadied, his post
The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter 188 - Prey with Teeth
(Adelaide & Caelum) Apollo moved in a sweep of shadow and heat, wings folding close as the chamber doors yielded to him with a grinding groan that shivered through the stone. His scent clung to the air long after his body slipped beyond the threshold: ash, iron, scorched fur, and the metallic sweetness of her blood, braided together and left behind like a warning. The door did not slam; it sealed. Stone shifted with a grinding, ancient finality as the chamber swallowed his absence, the sound reverberating outward like a verdict spoken in a tongue older than memory. The air did not cool in his wake; it pulsed, thick and restless, as if the chamber itself still held the shape of him, his presence pressed into the stone like a brand that refused to fade. Silence followed—not absence, not peace, but the shuddering aftershock of something unfinished, a violence that had not ended so much as crouched in the dark, waiting. The air stayed bruised and thick, still trembling where thr
The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter 187 - Bound and Bitten
(Apollo, Adelaide & Caelum) Apollo could sense the danger. His wings twitched in awareness. He could take Adelaide with him. Keep her within reach. Keep the leash tight. But he looked at her—truly looked. At the fire still flaring along her wings. At the anger in her stance. The way she had burned him without hesitation. If he took her now, while his blood was still up and his instincts were raw… He did not trust himself not to hurt her. The thought landed like a blade turned inward. Leaving her alone was not an option. The palace would ripple with whatever Malachar brought. Panic, violence, opportunists testing cracks in the throne. Leaving her unguarded would be reckless. Leaving her with someone else— His gaze slid to Cael. The one creature in Hell who would protect her as fiercely as he would. The one creature in Hell who wanted her as he did. Apollo’s teeth ground together. He hated the shape of that choice. But he could not ignore the tremor in the wards
The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter 186 - Danger at the Gate
(Apollo, Adelaide & Caelum) Apollo roared—more in surprise than pain—and his grip on Cael loosened for half a breath. That was all Adelaide needed. Her wings flared. Wide and wild. Uncontrolled and immensely powerful. White-gold light detonated outward in a concussive sweep, heat and force slamming into Apollo’s side. The impact made him stumble. Just a step. His claws tore gouges into the stone as he caught himself, wings snapping wide to brace. But he did not release Cael. His hand only tightened reflexively, squeezing hard enough to make Cael’s vision spark white. Adelaide saw it. “Let him go!” she screamed, voice cracking with fury. White fire danced along her forearms, gathering without instruction. “I swear to every god in this pit, Apollo, if you don’t let him go, I will set your ass on fire!” Apollo’s head turned slowly toward her, black eyes blazing. His lips peeled back, fangs flashing. “You want him,” he growled, the accusation thick with something darker than
The Devil's Broken Doll Chapter 185 - Defiance Attacks
(Apollo, Adelaide & Caelum) Apollo hadn’t moved from her side. Still in beast form. Still massive. Still radiating control so tightly wound it vibrated in the air. But Cael saw what Adelaide could not from where she stood. Apollo’s posture was wrong. Too rigid. Shoulders locked, weight uneven, bracing against something that wasn’t physical. One clawed hand flexed and unflexed at his side in a restless, betraying rhythm. His wings twitched—not in threat, not in readiness, but in irritation, the membranes shuddering as if they ached to flare and were being held in check. And his eyes— They weren’t on Adelaide’s face. They kept drifting. Returning. Fixating. On her wings. White-gold. Alive. Responsive. Not bowing to his authority. Cael felt the interpretation settle cold and sharp in his chest. This isn’t about her safety. This is about a threat. Apollo wasn’t watching to see if Adelaide was hurt. He was watching to see what she was becoming. Watching to see what threat she w
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