BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

A few hours later, she strode out of the room after regaining her senses. The living room was even more luxurious than than the room she had been in and there he was, sitting cross legged and talking with a female Fae. Freya felt a flare of annoyance in her chest as she folded her arms and watched them. The female noticed her and stood, dropping into a curtsy to him before leaving while completely ignoring her. Freya finally kicked off the doorway and approached him. “I bet you feel very pleased with yourself after thwarting my escape plan.” She said, dropping into the seat opposite him. “Where were you escaping to?” He asked her. “Hmm, that’s my secret.”“Your course was south, directly towards the queen. I thought that would be the last place you would be headed.” He said and she smiled. “Silly me. I guess I’m just so terrible with directions afterall.” She replied sweetly and he scoffed.“Don’t bother with such pointless activities again. You cannot escape me.”Her heart skip

When Freya pushed into the portal, she expected with certainty that she would find herself on the other side at once, right inside the Queen’s castle. She was thus surprised when she tried to push her way in and she was met with resistance. Quickly getting over her shock, she pushed harder and and it was like trying to push through thick molasses.She was finding out the hard way that all portals were not the same afterall but was this normal? It was so difficult to get through that she considered heading back the way she came but when she tried, she discovered that it was difficult either way. No matter, she didn’t want to go back anyway. Her jaw squared with determination, she pushed herself through the resistant surface and she was finally extruded. She stumbled and regained her balance and the first thing that hit her was the cold. She picked herself up from the ground, hugging her arms to herself to chase away the bone-deep chill and she looked around at the deserted landscape

“What’s the delay?” Zeldaurus was on the verge of ripping into the next person that breathed next to him due to his irritation. “The portaler has been summoned. He was on official business with the queen and needed clearance before coming here.” Syrelia said, wringing her hand worriedly. “It’s been over an hour!” He growled and Syrelia winced. He knew it wasn’t her fault and he should go easy on her but he felt on edge in a way that was terribly uncomfortable.“Mason went to fetch him himself so I’m sure they’ll be here shortly.” Syrelia provided helpfully, referring to her husband. Zeldaurus paced, for the umpteenth time considering entering the portal anyway but the risk of missing her was too great. This was the problem, he wasn’t good at sitting on his hands and waiting. He was a problem solver, and he wanted to either enter the portal after her or find the portaler and drag him here himself but he didn’t dare move a step beyond this room. “Pardon my question, My Prince, but i

After a long and refreshing bath, Freya finally felt human again. Being here now was reminding her of the reason she even came to Faerie in the first place, the reason why she held out for so long even when her trials nearly took her life. She was even more determined now to see it done. For the most part, Faerie had not been a gracious host to her, she had seen horrors here and been stuck in Vienna’s body for years. She couldn’t let all of that be in vain, she didn’t want to. Now more than ever, she wanted to finish what she started and she couldn’t wait to say goodbye to the damn realm. She went below stairs to find Zeldaurus but was met with guards that told her he was in an important meeting and had ordered not to be disturbed. “Snap their necks.” A voice said in her head, sounding nearly mad. She shook her head to clear it of the weird whispers and turned away. “Well I’m sure you can pass a message across to him then. Tell him to find me.”Their shocked faces said that obviou

The touch of his lips to hers rocked her like an explosion at her feet. Her hands fisted in his lapels and she pulled him closer. He was still for a moment and then as if she had opened a dam, he flipped their positions and pressed her into the mirror. He kissed her the same way he approached life, thoroughly, profusely, meticulously. She felt it all the way to her toes which curled and she felt her hands shift into claws which gripped him tighter.She wasn’t the only one that felt this, of that she was sure as he finally slowed down and released her. Her chest was rising and falling fast and her lips tingled from his kiss and she thought the perhaps she might finally find peace after this but it was like pouring fuel onto a burning fuse. Her body craved his touch back on her skin, his lips back on hers and she took an instinctive step forward. She finally got the sense knocked back into her when he took a corresponding step backward. She watched as his eyes shuttered entirely but not