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019 — The Blood That Quieted the Beast

Autor: RitaWrites
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-09-02 20:27:14

Cassian Blackwell’s POV

The fourth floor was usually the quietest part of the manor.

But at this time, with most of the household asleep, it took on a different feel.

The light from my office remained on as I sat behind my desk, going through the latest revisions to the Thorne-Blackwell Strategic Consolidation Agreement.

For nearly an hour, the document had been sitting in front of me, and I had already read the same sections twice.

As always, the agreement was straightforward on paper.

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  • The Maid Who Was the Alpha's Mate    028 — Where Restraint Ends

    Soraya Miller’s POVMy pulse stumbled, and I knew what was coming.But this time, I didn't run.Lucien gave me every opportunity to pull away as his hand slipped gently behind my neck, drawing me a little closer. Instinctively, I placed my arms against his shoulders.The moment seemed to stretch between us, and I could feel the warmth of his breath fanning against my skin.Fuck it.I leaned in, closing the distance.His lips were warm against mine, and for a second, I forgot that I was sitting on the edge of the pool at all.

  • The Maid Who Was the Alpha's Mate    027 — After Sunset

    Soraya Miller’s POVMy hands moved before I could think better of it.I pressed them against his chest and pushed, not because I genuinely expected him to move if he didn’t want to, but because I needed something between us that wasn’t the ridiculous amount of tension currently making it too difficult to breathe.To my relief, Lucien allowed himself to be pushed back.He took one slow step away, his expression still carrying that faint amusement that made me want to wipe the smile off his face.“Just leave me alone,” I muttered.He studied me for a moment, eyebrows lifted slightly. “Anothe

  • The Maid Who Was the Alpha's Mate    026 — Mystery Woman

    Soraya Miller’s POV By Friday afternoon, I’d gotten surprisingly good at avoiding Lucien. It wasn’t something I was particularly proud of, considering I was doing it while living under his roof, but so far, I’d managed. I had become very attentive to the sound of doors opening and the direction his footsteps were coming from. Somehow, every time he appeared in the same room as me, I suddenly remembered something I needed upstairs. If he sat beside me, I found something interesting on my phone. Whenever the conversation threatened to settle into one of those quiet moments where my brain could inconveniently remember what had almost happened between us, I found a way to end it. It was ridiculous, really. Because Lucien hadn’t done anything wrong, and if anyone behaved strangely that morning, it had been me. But apparently, my solution had been

  • The Maid Who Was the Alpha's Mate    025 — Five in the Morning

    Soraya Miller's POVI woke up slowly, still heavy with sleep. For a few seconds, I didn't know where I was. I was comfortable and so tired that opening my eyes felt like more effort than it should. My body shifted on its own, searching for an even more comfortable position, and I settled again without giving much thought to it. Then something felt wrong. Well, not wrong exactly, just very. . . unfamiliar. An inviting warmth pressed against my back, and I could hear and feel the soft breathing right against the nape of my neck. My eyes flew open, and the headache hit almost immediately. I squeezed my eyes shut again, pressing my lips together as a dull ache settled behind my forehead that quickly turned into a sharp throb. What the actual hell? I stayed completely still, one hand pressed against my forehead.

  • The Maid Who Was the Alpha's Mate    024 — Unfiltered

    Soraya Miller’s POV What followed became a blur of questions, answers, laughter and increasingly frequent chugs of wine. And somewhere along the way, I told Lucien why I'd called him and why I'd needed somewhere to go. He listened quietly, his glass resting loosely between his fingers. “So you just needed to get out for a while?” he asked to confirm. I nodded. “Yeah.” “And you don't know how long you'll be staying with me?” “Not exactly.” He didn't ask me to explain every detail or start poking at things I'd clearly decided I wasn't ready to talk about. “Then don't worry about it,” he said simply. “We’ll figure it out together, provided you don’t ghost me again.” I took another sip of wine. “You're surprisingly easy to talk to.” He looked offended. “Surprisingly?” “Don't ruin it.” “I'm just making sure you unde

  • The Maid Who Was the Alpha's Mate    023 — Questions Over Wine

    Soraya Miller’s POV The aroma reached me before I even made it halfway down the stairs. Something savory and buttery drifted throughout the house, causing my stomach to give an embarrassing little growl. Was Lucien actually cooking? Because whatever he was making smelled ridiculously good. I paused on the last step, glancing toward the kitchen. Honestly, I had expected Lucien's house to feel strange after spending only a few hours here, but somehow, it already felt different from when I'd arrived. Maybe it was the shower, or maybe it was the clean clothes on my body. The pajamas—a loose shirt and matching shorts—Lucien had left in the wardrobe were surprisingly very comfortable, both soft against my skin. Perhaps it was simply the fact that I wasn't carrying the weight of Blackwater on my shoulders for the first time all

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