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Chapter 113

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Kade's POV

For approximately thirty seconds, I thought we had it.

The blades burned, Aldric's magic held, the wraith pressed back against the far wall like something that had run out of room, and I felt… for the first time since we'd walked into these ruins, something that could reasonably be called hope.

I should have known better. Hope in Drakos was just stupidity with better posture.

The residue mass convulsed.

It split open down the center, a wet, tearing sound that had no business coming f
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  • The Lycan’s Tribute: Claimed By My Foster Brothers   Chapter 113

    Kade's POVFor approximately thirty seconds, I thought we had it.The blades burned, Aldric's magic held, the wraith pressed back against the far wall like something that had run out of room, and I felt… for the first time since we'd walked into these ruins, something that could reasonably be called hope.I should have known better. Hope in Drakos was just stupidity with better posture.The residue mass convulsed.It split open down the center, a wet, tearing sound that had no business coming from something that wasn't alive, and the wraith came out of it like pressure finding a crack, larger, faster, its form more solid than it had been, edges defined in a way they hadn't been sixty seconds ago.My men went first. I watched two of them hit the walls hard enough that they didn't immediately get back up. The scarred woman took a glancing blow that sent her skidding across the stone floor on her side, and even she stayed down for a moment, which told me everything about the force of it

  • The Lycan’s Tribute: Claimed By My Foster Brothers   Chapitre 112

    Aurelia's POVThe heart chamber was exactly as horrible as everything leading up to it had suggested it would be.Black vines covered every surface, walls, ceiling, the broken remains of whatever this room had once been, thick and pulsing with that slow, breathing rhythm that made your eyes want to look somewhere else. A mist crawled across the floor, ankle-deep, cold enough that I felt it through my boots. And in the center of it all, a mass of residue the size of a cart wheel, beating like something's heart. We spread out automatically, blades up, torches high, everyone doing their own rapid inventory of how bad this was."Right," I said, mostly to myself.Then the shadow rose.It came up from the center mass slowly, which was almost worse than if it had been fast, taking its time, assembling itself from the dark. It built into something shaped like a person, if a person were made of smoke and bad intentions, its edges bleeding into the air around it. The voice came without a mout

  • The Lycan’s Tribute: Claimed By My Foster Brothers   Chapter 111

    Aurelia's POVWe hit the wall of the narrow corridor and stayed there.My chest heaved. My arms had moved past the stage of complaining. Around me, everyone was doing their own version of the same thing, backs against cold stone, heads dropped, pulling air in like it was rationed.One of Kade's men, not the scarred woman, a younger one I hadn't caught a name for, was pressing his palm hard against his thigh, blood seeping through his fingers in a slow, steady pulse. He wasn't making a sound about it, which either meant he was tough or in shock, and I didn't have the energy to determine which.The sounds from the main chamber hadn't followed us. But the feeling of being watched had, and it sat between my shoulder blades like a thumb pressed into a bruise.Kaelen broke the silence first."I need to tell you something," he said, his back still against the wall, his eyes on the passage ahead. His voice was even, which was how I knew it was bad."That's never a good opening," I said, my vo

  • The Lycan’s Tribute: Claimed By My Foster Brothers   Chapter 110

    Aurelia's POVWe found a corner of the ruins where the air was slightly less determined to kill us and collectively decided that was good enough.I dropped against the wall and let it hold me up. My arms had graduated from burning to something past burning that didn't have a good word yet. Across from me, Torin was pressing folded cloth against Rylan's forearm with the focused expression of a man who had done this before and was annoyed about having to do it again."How bad?" I asked, nodding at Rylan's arm."Fine," Rylan said, his jaw set."It needs pressure," Torin said, over him, pressing harder, which made Rylan's jaw go tighter. "It'll close. He's had worse."Kade's men sat in a cluster at the edge of our makeshift shelter, checking weapons, speaking in voices too low to carry. The scarred woman had a cut above her eyebrow she was ignoring with impressive commitment. The broad man with the scarred chin was sharpening his blade like the last hour had been a personal insult he inte

  • The Lycan’s Tribute: Claimed By My Foster Brothers   Chapter 109

    Aurelia's POVKade's route was better than the one we took to drakos last time we were here, significantly better, but none of us chose to say it out loud because he didn't need the satisfaction or ego boost. Not now. The cave path was narrow and dark, but it moved, no doubling back, no dead ends, no moment where we stood in a tunnel arguing about which direction smelled less like death. His torch cut through the dark ahead of him and the rest of us followed on a straight line, the sound of boots on stone and the occasional drip of water the only company.It was quiet, oddly quiet. No creature tracking us from the shadows. Just the cave, doing what caves do."Just by how you move and know that this cave exist, it's clear you've been here," I said, keeping my voice low, watching the way he moved through the dark, unhesitating, his footing certain. "And effectively more than once too""Yes." Kade didn't look back."How many times?" I asked, stepping over a low ridge in the rock floor.

  • The Lycan’s Tribute: Claimed By My Foster Brothers   Chapter 108

    Aurelia's POVThe land got worse every mile and didn't even try to hide it.Blackened grass spread out in wide patches like something had burned it from underneath. Trees stood there stripped down to bones, bark gone, trunks slick with dark slime. We passed two dead animals within an hour of leaving camp, both leaking that black gunk, both surrounded by dirt that had turned the wrong color. My wolf kept stirring in my chest, restless and uneasy. She didn't bother saying anything because it was obvious, this place was rotting.Kade pulled his horse up next to ours sometime mid-morning. He did it smooth and easy, like he just happened to drift over."The last time you were in the ruins," he said. He stared at the road ahead, his voice doing that fake-friendly thing people use when they're actually interrogating you. "What did you find in the main corridor?""Stone," Rylan said. Flat as a board. "Lots of it."Kade's face didn't twitch. "And the residue on the walls? Did you make contact

  • The Lycan’s Tribute: Claimed By My Foster Brothers   The People They Were

    CHAPTER SIXTEEN.AURELIA’S POV.The moment Rylan slammed the door shut behind him, I inhaled sharply, air finally bursting through my lungs as my chest rose and fell heavily.A raw, hot ache bloomed between my legs where the hard wood of the dagger’s hilt had pressed into me and it began to tingle

  • The Lycan’s Tribute: Claimed By My Foster Brothers   Tease II

    Chapter Fourteen.Rylan’s POV.Fear looked good on her.It made her eyes wide and dark, her breath came in shallow little pants that made my blood boil hot underneath my skin. But it wasn’t the fear of the blade in my hand, it was the other one.The one that made her cheeks flush and heat up, the o

  • The Lycan’s Tribute: Claimed By My Foster Brothers   To Kill A Lycan

    Chapter Twelve.Aurelia’s POV.“It’s a rare kind of silver, forged in the old ways and there are very few of it left in the world.”“The whole blade’s been dipped in wolf’s-bane. One scratch is a death sentence.”“Even for a Lycan.”Sheila’s words echoed in my head over and over again, a few minute

  • The Lycan’s Tribute: Claimed By My Foster Brothers   Guilt

    Chapter Eleven.Aurelia’s POV.“Fight it all you want. You can’t resist them.”An unfamiliar yet familiar voice echoed in my head. Ever since I felt my wolf stir and heard the word, mate, from her that day in the pack house, I started hearing her faint voice in my head.“…you spread your legs for t

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