Semua Bab BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES: Bab 121 - Bab 130

For a second, even Freya was afraid of her power and what it would do. She just knew that she wanted this torture to end and so her power exploded from her fist to do her bidding. There was a flash and when it cleared, the Queen had a shield of ice up, pushing back against her thick tentacles of darkness. The two warriors behind shouted and ran for her and the whipper faltered, gaping with shock. Zeldaurus was up before she could blink, his bloody tattered body lunging between her and the other warriors. “Get out of the way, Zeldaurus.” One of them gritted out, his body shaking with the effort of restraining himself from ripping into her. “No.” Zeldaurus gritted out. In front of her, she saw his huge body ripple and shudder and she knew he was also fighting the urge to snap her neck. “She is not a threat to the queen.” He snarled. “Think! What can a clueless untrained female do to the Winter Queen?”They paused, looking between them and oh, Zeldaurus had never been more wrong. Her

It wasn’t until after they had portaled into the Summer court that Freya could finally draw a breath and admit that they had finally escaped the wicked witch of the north afterall. The Summer court was just as beautiful as the winter court and she thought, maybe even more so. There was none of the harsh beauty of the winter court, everything here was natural and sublime. The sun cast a rosy glow on the horizon and butterflies flitted from flower to flower. It was a lot like where Adrian’s portal had taken her before but this close to the castle, the air was different. The castle stood huge and grand, ornately designed as if it had stood strong through several centuries. Flowers draped the sides of the castle aesthetically and all the Fae were dressed in brilliant and dazzling dresses, looking as light and carefree as the breeze that swayed their dresses. “Come.” Zeldaurus offered his hand she slipped her hand into his, unable to contain her smile. She liked this side of him. This fa

The ball that evening was the most intricate and bedazzling one she ever witnessed. She walked in on the king’s arm and muted words of adoration went up into the air.“Can you hear them?” The king asked. “You are the embodiment of your mother’s beauty.”And she truly had never felt so connected with her mother as she did in this court. From across the room, she felt Zeldaurus’s burning gaze, those icy eyes drinking her in like she was a bottle of water offered to him in the middle of a desert. A thrill raced down back and she got lost in his eyes as she allowed the king to walk her forward. The ballad resumed as he steered her in another direction. “Freya, allow me to introduce you to Prince Mondrake II of Red Cove and brilliant Commander of my armies. Prince Mondrake, this is Princess Freya, noble of birth and the most extraordinary female in the realm.”Freya rolled her eyes but her gaze caught on the male being introduced. She had been wrong to think that the Winter court was fil

Freya eyed the Summer King suspiciously, her mind whirring. “That was you?!” She hissed. “Did you send the Faceless Sons after me?!” Beside her, Zeldaurus was ready to explode into action even though they both knew that if the king of the realm wanted her dead, there was little anyone could do to protect her. “No. What do you take me for?” He asked. The fae couldn’t lie so she stopped in her tracks and watched the queer king. “You are my guest, I cannot let you come to harm under my roof.”“And yet I did nearly come to harm under your roof.” She pointed out.“Which you handled beautifully.” He said, his eyes glowing as he studied her. “I didn’t believe the rumours when they said that you have Death’s touch, no one did. Not even I have the power of giving death, only the Winter Queen does.”No, what he had was the power to give life.“Today... that attack.. you could have stopped the Faceless Sons right?” She asked and he waved the idea off. “No, Old man, tell me. Could you have st

At first, nothing happened. It was one last moment of silence right before the magic of the blood oath hit her like a ram. She sucked in a breath as the magic sunk into her blood, into her bones and when it pulled back out, it took everything from her. It felt like she died, she was almost sure it took her life away, her soul migrated out of her body, her very essence flowing out through her bloody hand and into the queen. The Queen gasped, staggering back but she kept the contact on her hand. Her magic migrated out of her body, through her hand and into the queen. It streamed out in dark waves, and she could hear Zeldaurus's silent yells but not really. Her world narrowed down into those waves, streaming out faster now. It hurt. She gritted her teeth against the pain, worse than anything she ever felt “; it was in her blood, in her bones. Somebody was screaming, it might have been her, or it might have been the queen, or maybe it was both of them. Her vision jumped as her magic