Brigid stumbled back, paled. This is bad.This is really bad.She froze at the sound of footsteps. Shit. Didn’t that damn mage stop the soldiers?She looked at Arianna’s pale face. The news had been so much to take it, she was worried how devastating Arianna must be right now.They couldn’t let those soldiers see her like this. Brigid quickly turned to distract them.They had just passed the second gate when they saw her approaching"Stop right there."The soldiers obeyed but frowned."You’re not going in there."Silence.They scoffed. "We are high ranked soldiers. Ones who solely follow Lord Valoreth’s orders. Just because you’re the Queen doesn’t mean you can stop us."Brigid glanced down at their yellow badges. They were indeed Valoreth’s men. Strong scent. Lycans."The coffin is... shaking. Whatever is inside it is dangerous. The king's beast.""That’s why we’re heading there. We are Lycan soldiers, Your Majesty."Brigid swallowed. Arianna needed more time in there. ____Arianna
Finally, the ritual was over. Sahrak cleared his throat, gently glancing over his shoulder."It's done. The magic on the shackles is gone now, and it can be broken with just force."With speed, Arianna appeared before him and pinned him against the wall, fire engulfing and floating in her other hand."The first time I saw you, you gave me a womb destroyal poison to end my child. Gave me Beeswax for my lips, to poison my mate. You helped Valoreth, stayed with him while my world collapsed. So why?" She tilted her head, eyes blazing. "Why are you suddenly listening to me? I honestly thought you would’ve shouted out my presence to those bastards. But you didn’t... You didn’t fight back either, despite being a powerful mage."Sahrak sucked in a deep breath. "You carry the trace of a deity’s power. It would be a death wish to go against you."Arianna scoffed. "Sounds like a joke to me. I don’t trust you."Brigid stared, wondering what shocked her the most — that Arianna was pregnant seven y
~~Lunaris Citedal.~~Arianna didn’t let go of Brigid’s hand. Not even once.Hours had passed. Brigid was quiet now, lost as she sat on the floor while the mage continued the ritual.Toran’s lifeless body was wrapped from head to toe.“He doesn’t deserve you, Brigid,” Arianna whispered, and she slowly turned her head to her.“I know,” she whispered. A tear rolled down her cheek. “I just... I just couldn’t take it in. He took me in when I needed someone the most... and I just couldn’t see the cracks. He hurt me so much, and I just can’t stop my heart from beating for him. It’s wild... I feel so trapped. And I feel so stupid for that.”Brigid lowered her head, shame washing over her face.“Well, I’m not sorry for doing this. But I hope you find the one who truly deserves you.”“Thanks for... helping me through this,” Brigid shook her head. “I hope you’ll forgive me, Aria. I’ve wronged you in so many ways. I really hope you do.”Arianna gave a small nod.Brigid let out a shaky breath of r
Oh yes, she does.Wasn't just going to say it loud.She stayed quiet, forcing her gaze to meet his."Say it, Lylah," he collared her neck, raised her so their breath mingled. "Tell me you like what you see."His second hand gripped one thigh up, resting it on his shoulder. Then slid down to his length, to position it at her entrance. The head teased her, moving up and down, rubbing her slick, wet folds in the most torturous way.Her pulse caught fire."Yes... I do, very much," plea etched in her voice. "Please, Lucas… I need you.""How much?" "So damn much. Fill me up."And he did.Slamming right into her walls with a hard, deep thrust.Lylah screamed, pleasure and pain mixing so well. His mouth took hers wildly, his groan vibrating her throat. His cock striking into her core was primal. Addictive. Vicious.And just like that sinful night that had ingrained her mind, her soul—her body took it like sin."Fuck!" he cursed. "Look at the way you're taking all of it. The way your walls ar
Lylah held his gaze for a little longer. Her throat thick. Then she slowly let go, letting the cloak slide down her shoulder and drop silently to the floor.He stilled, eyes roaming over the dark ink that kept her scars hidden. Even at that, one could still see them—the way they wickedly ran across her arms.Lylah didn't stop. She reached for the rope that held her tunic. Let it loose. Her trouser came next.Each scar tells its story. The survival of the barricades that bound her, and the blood, screams, and deaths in the arena.She was left with just a bind on her breasts and a thin fabric that covered her already damp most intimate part.Slowly, she met his gaze. Those crimson eyes were slowly turning into gold.She recalled when Arianna saw all of it. Her sister had cried, blaming herself, apologized, and pulled her into a hug—promising to fix everything.She bit her lips, averting her gaze to the floor. “They are ugly… aren't they?” she whispered.“No, they are not,” he said quick
When her bloodline was first exposed, Selene had once talked about Brigid. The head maid was worried that the girl she took in as a daughter might be facing some challenges.“Brigid has always been the type to stay away from people. Stubborn but soft-hearted. Ever since her parents died, she’s hardly been able to get used to people. Hardly likes or lives, but once she does—she gets obsessed.”Even though Arianna had been mad about what Brigid did, for Selene's sake, she slightly understood her.Soft clicks echoed as Arianna’s boots stopped in front of the sobbing Brigid, who had her hands clamped over her ears.Nyra's words echoed in her head. Perhaps by doing this, it would set Brigid free from the cruel chain she called love and teach her to live again. That is, if she ever healed—something that might be the hardest thing to do.She had been there. Had loved wrong before. Blind to see the cracks, even when they were slightly obvious.Arianna outstretched a hand to Brigid, who slowly