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The Lost Heiress of the bleeding throne Chapter 44
CIARANDylan looked between us, a slow, knowing smirk spreading across his face.He knew exactly what he was doing. He patted my shoulder, a little too hard, and stepped toward the door."Right then," he said, his voice dripping with amusement."I’m going to go. Try not to kill each other—or, you know…" He trailed off, chuckling as he turned around to leave.The door clicked shut, and the silence that followed was worse than the shouting. I didn't move from the doorway. I just watched her.Eleanor was standing by the edge of the bed, her head down, her fingers twitching at her sides.She looked small, but after what I’d seen in the garden, I knew she wasn't. She was a tornado wrapped in a small frame, waiting to explode.Suddenly, the air in the room grew tense. I could hear the frantic rise and fall of her heartbeat. Her scent was potent like never before.There was a mix of something different, something that stirred my wolf inside of me. The scent of her arousal.My wolf purred. I
The Lost Heiress of the bleeding throne Chapter 43
ELEANORThe stone floor of the Great Hall was cold beneath my feet.Ciaran had been obsessed with my lineage and origin since we got back from the Siren Kingdom, and I couldn’t blame him.I was curious, too. I had been losing my mind trying to come up with explanations for how I had managed to grow the lilies out of nowhere, not to mention all the other things that had happened to me that I didn’t have explanations for.Today, he was looking for answers. He’d brought in a high witch, a woman named Mother Vane.She looked like a bird of prey, draped in heavy, oil-slicked black feathers and smelling of bitter herbs.She didn't speak; she just rattled a bowl of jagged obsidian crystals as she staggered in.Her eyes were as white as the long frizzy hair on her head. She was bent over and too frail, it was a miracle she was able to walk without dropping to the ground."Sit," Ciaran commanded. His voice was tight. I sat on the stool he’d placed in the center of the room.Across the hall, Dy
The Lost Heiress of the bleeding throne Chapter 42
ELEANORI woke up feeling different.For the first time since the Siren Kingdom, the heavy, burning weight in my chest had eased.My limbs didn’t feel like stone anymore. I actually wanted to move.I got out of bed, my bare feet hitting the cold wood floors.I didn't want to sit by the window and watch the world move without me; I wanted to be in it.I pulled a thick knit shawl over my nightgown and stepped out into the hallway.The Packhouse was massive, all dark stone and high ceilings.I walked slowly, my hand trailing along the wall. I just wanted to see where I was living.But as I rounded a corner near the great hall, I heard voices coming from behind a slightly jarred door.The voice was masculine and sounded familiar.I stopped. My heart gave a little thud against my ribs. It was Ciaran."How is she today?" he asked. He sounded tired, but there was an edge of concern in his voice that made my breath hitch. "The healer said the tonic should be finished. Is she regaining her str
The Lost Heiress of the bleeding throne Chapter 41
CIARAN The shadow retreated just as quickly as it had appeared, leaving me cold and trembling.I let Rhidian go. He slumped against the wall, gasping and clutching his throat.There were red marks across his neck, stark evidence of how hard I had held him.I didn’t care if he lived; I only cared about one thing: the girl standing in the doorway.Eleanor looked like a ghost. She was swaying, her small hands turning white as she gripped the stone frame.I moved toward her, my boots crunching on Alluvia’s broken ribs.My eyes were still aflame. I expected her to run, expected her to see the monster in my gaze and finally, rightfully, scream.I wouldn't have blamed her if she did.But she didn’t move. She just watched me.Her eyes were steady, reflecting the carnage I’d wrought without a single flicker of judgment in those grey depths.It was terrifying.“Eleanor,” my voice was raspy.She took one step, then another, before her legs gave out.I caught her before she hit the floor. She wa
The Lost Heiress of the bleeding throne Chapter 40
CIARANI heard the door open. Dylan didn’t speak. He didn’t have to. I saw the panic in his eyes first, then I felt the fear in the mind link.My heart hit the floor. My face went white, the blood draining away as if someone had pulled a plug.“Eleanor,” I choked out.I leaped to my feet and ran, the sound of our footsteps echoing in the stone hallway.“She was okay last night. I swear she was okay. Maybe a little sad, but that was it,” Dylan rambled as we ran, a few paces behind me.“Okay, she was really sad, and she cried a lot. She was inconsolable…”Guilt washed over me. The thought of her crying all night left a pang in my chest.I did that to her. I had caused her so much pain, all because of my fear. My fear of my feelings for her.“She was okay when she fell asleep, I swear. When I left, she was okay…”We hit the threshold of her room. I stopped.The air was heavy with the smell of Dylan. He had been here all night.They had been so close, maybe they even cuddled.The thought
The Lost Heiress of the bleeding throne Chapter 39
ELEANORHe was gone just as quickly as he came. I could almost feel it again.The warmth of his body pressed against mine, his strong, powerful arms caressing me all over, his soft, full lips kissing me tenderly…He had kissed me like I was made of glass. Like I was something fragile that might shatter if he pressed too hard. I hated it.I didn’t want to be handled with care. I wanted him to be feral.I wanted the passion to burn as strongly as the bond between us, a bond I still didn’t understand.I had felt the heat pooling between my legs.My nipples had hardened against the wool of his sweater. I was ready to surrender.But he pulled away.For a split second, before he turned his back, I saw his face.It wasn’t just confusion. I could have sworn I saw disgust.It was like a dagger had been twisted repeatedly into my heart.Suddenly, I wasn’t in the Siren Kingdom anymore.I was back in that suffocating bedroom with Baron. I could smell the alcohol on his breath.I could see the lon
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