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The Lock on the Inside
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The Lycan Monarch’s Voluptuous Mate A Scent in the Hallway
The heavy wool dress was finished by Sunday morning. It hung on the wooden peg in my bedroom like a suit of dark blue armor.I didn't spend the day admiring it. I spent it in the lower archives beneath the main keep, sitting on a three-legged stool while dust motes floated through the cold, damp air. Valerius had given me a brass key to the historical ledgers, the old parchment rolls that recorded every tax payment, land grant, and border treaty signed between the Lycan crown and the southern packs over the last twenty years.If I was going to stand in front of the High Assembly on Tuesday and accuse Alpha Gideon of framing my father, I needed more than my own word. In a room full of prejudiced northern nobles, my word was worth less than the dust on these shelves.My fingers were black with old soot as I unrolled a dry, cracked scroll from twelve years ago. It was the original land registry for the Blackwood territory.My father, Thomas Blackwood, had owned three hundred acres of pri
The Lycan Monarch’s Voluptuous Mate The Fit of a Queen
By afternoon, the palace was buzzing like a disturbed nest of hornets. Word had spread that Gideon was coming north for a royal tribunal, and Genevieve had returned to my quarters, accompanied by two older tailors holding thick tape measures and bolts of heavy dark fabric.This time, Genevieve didn't bring silk. She didn't bring a bone corset either."The King was very specific," Genevieve said, standing by the fireplace with her hands clasped tightly in front of her purple dress. Her sharp face was stiff, her nose twitching like she was trying not to smell me. "No pastel silk. No southern lace. He wants thick wool, leather, and dark fur."One of the tailors, an old woman with spectacles perched on the tip of her flat nose, walked up to me with the tape measure. She didn't shrink back when she looked at my waist or my broad shoulders."Raise your arms, girl," the old tailor snapped softly.I raised my arms. The tape measure went around my chest, then down over my hips."Solid," the ol
The Lycan Monarch’s Voluptuous Mate The Next Morning's Ashes
My legs were stiff when I woke up. I was still lying on the parlor rug, wrapped in a heavy bear pelt that hadn't been there when I closed my eyes. The ruined desk was pushed against the wall, the splintered oak cleared into a rough pile near the hearth.Valerius was sitting in an iron-framed chair across the room, wearing a clean black tunic. He had a small silver knife in his right hand, slicing neat wedges off a hard green apple. His knuckles were raw and split, but the black veins were completely gone.I sat up, pushing the pelt off my chest. My lower back throbbed where I had slammed into the floorboards last night."You should be in your bed," Valerius said without looking up from his apple."I didn't feel like carrying you off me," I said, my voice dry and thick with sleep. "You're heavy."He paused, the silver knife hovering over the fruit. He looked at me, his ice-blue eyes clear and sharp. "You held your ground.""I had to," I said, standing up and stretching my arms until my
The Lycan Monarch’s Voluptuous Mate Heavy Enough to Hold Him
The parlor was a disaster. The heavy oak desk was split down the middle, smashed against the stone hearth. Parchment and spilled black ink smeared the rug.Valerius was on his knees in the middle of the room, his long fingers dug so deep into the stone floorboards that his fingernails were bleeding. His shirtsleeves were ripped to shreds, revealing his thick forearms pulsing with black, swollen veins. His silver hair hung in his face, soaked in sweat.When the hinges of my door creaked, his head snapped up.His eyes weren't ice-blue anymore. They were completely black, no whites, no pupils, just two pools of pitch.A guttural, inhuman snarl ripped from his chest. He lunged at me.He moved faster than anything I’d ever seen. Before I could even raise my arms, his broad chest slammed into mine. The impact knocked the wind out of my lungs with a sharp whoosh, and we both went down onto the heavy velvet rug.He pinned me. His massive hands clamped down on my wrists, pinning them against t
The Lycan Monarch’s Voluptuous Mate The Lock on the Inside
Valerius’s hand stayed on my knee all the way back up the stone stairs. The heat from his skin bled straight through my trousers, making my leg ache in a strange, heavy way.As soon as the double doors of the royal suite slammed shut, I pulled away."Don't touch me like that in front of them," I said. My voice was raspy.Valerius stopped. He turned slowly, his silver hair messy from the mountain wind blowing through the hall torch vents. "It kept your hands from shaking.""My hands were not shaking," I lied."They were," he said, walking toward his desk near the corner of the parlor. "And the moment Celeste opened her mouth, your heart was beating so fast I could hear it from three seats away. You were terrified."The truth stung worse than Celeste’s insults. My chest tightened, that old humiliated heat rising up my neck."I was angry," I muttered."You were both," Valerius said. He pulled off his heavy leather vest and tossed it onto a chair. Underneath, his black linen shirt was thi
The Lycan Monarch’s Voluptuous Mate Vipers at the Table
My stomach did a violent flip before we even hit the double doors.It smelled like roasted pork, old grease, and too many unwashed bodies packed into an unvented stone room. My heart was hammering so hard against my ribs I thought Valerius could probably hear it over the dull roar of voices inside.I checked my cuffs. Clean. I wiped my palms against my dark trousers. Sweaty.Get it together, Serenity, I told myself. You slept in a room with rats. You ate cold porridge off dirty plates. These people are just wearing better clothes.Valerius pushed the doors open.The room went dead silent. It was so fast it was eerie. Forty pairs of eyes turned, locked onto us, and dragged down my body like cold grease."You're late, Valerius," an old man at the head of the table rasped. He had a gray beard that looked like dry moss and eyes the color of dirty river water. He didn't look at me. Not at first. He just stared at the King, his lips curling up like he smelled sour milk. "The council has bee
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