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131. I love this woman with my life

~Mosley~ I lick her entrance again, sucking her clit as I slide a second finger into her. She starts trying to grind up against me again, making all those fantastic fucking sounds. This time, when I blow cold breath all over her beautiful wetness and she tenses, I double down, plunging my fingers deep into her as I devour her pussy. She swears and grips my shoulders as a sudden surge of heady squirts drenches my face, sending my control out the window as my cock twitches. I moan as pleasure races through my body. Her entrance pulses around my fingers. Gods. I’m officially addicted to this. I smile breathlessly up at her, but Bethany’s eyes widen as she sits up.

133. My Vel is Back

~Olyon~ After a stressful job in Velthra with that sonofabitch called Magnus Wrath, I finally get back to the Mate-pack apartment. Notifications have already been sent via mail that there won't be classes today. After what Magnus and I went through at Velthra, it's understandable. I have no doubt he's already telling them everything that happened in that plane of existence, and the ones he forgets to say, Elyraeth will get it out of his head. Whatever these Liminal order members are doing, it’s starting to get out of hand. They need to stop or regroup and find a more permanent solution. My already battered body has seen the worst, as I can barely see with one of my eyes, which was almost blinded by creatures in Velthra. “Where is Bethany?” I ask the dragon shifter. He's seated beside the Fae like a watchdog, while the Fae sleeps or whatever it is he is doing. “Sleeping,” The dragon whispers, as if he's determined not to wake up the sleeping Mort. “Fuck, why are you this

134. What happened to Asad's family

~Oyon~ I shake and nod my head all at once. I watch her smooth hands hover around where she begins massaging a coconut-smelling oil on my skin. I have no doubt the dragon kept that shit in my room. That prince is big on skincare and stuff. Can spend hours looking at the mirror and practicing skincare routines or whatever it is he chooses to call it. Bethy raises a brow as if she's asking me to continue. “People believe I was sent to solve a problem. It made me force myself to read and learn everything I could about the Vel Morin before me, and I found out why he came. It gave me a sense of purpose, and it was mostly the reason I was able to endure the shit I went through in the hands of the Liminal order as a child.” She stops massaging me, and I almost cry out in protest. “They hurt you?” I've never shared with anyone what I really went through in the hands of Kaelith Argon and the others. I'm not big on speech and expression because I harbor a lot of pain deep inside me.

135. Ruined the chances

~Olyon~I have been in countless dreams, but never have I been so sated.It's almost noon, my room is dim and quiet aside from Bethany's soft breathing.In Velthra, I lay on the bed beside her and savor every second I can soak in her aura like it's the only balm for my shredded soul.Knowing what little I do about her background, peace must have been virtually nonexistent in Bethany's life, as evidenced by the night terrors that cling so tightly to her psyche anytime they can.With my presence, she's finally resting.And dear gods, she's utterly fucking delectable in her sleep.I sigh as I adjust my inappropriately hard cock for the hundredth time. If she knew how deviant my desires for her are, I wonder how she would react.She might be disgusted.But then, my beautifully twisted little Sweetheart is always taking me by surprise, so perhaps if she knew…Bethany's dream that's been spreading around me for the last couple of hours fades abruptly, and she opens her eyes to squint at the

136. Bound to her

~Olyon~My Sweetheart looks away, her hands sliding from my neck. "Asad is not a Netherlord, and even if he were, putting back my soul is impossible. Besides, it doesn’t matter. I'm just some pathetic-"I take her chin to make her look at me because this is the second time she's uttered that bullshit word in my presence.I won't stand for it."Try that again, Sweetheart."Bethany's dark eyes flash, and for a moment, I think she's going to tell me to go fuck myself.But instead, she slips out from between me and the wall and begins shampooing her hair. She speaks nonchalantly."Darius preserved it with magic. Getting to it is a suicidal mission. It sits on display on a high altar in his chamber."On display.Like a damned trophy.Fury floods my system, and I spend the next five minutes lost in especially violent machinations within my own head.I've never seen the Entity, and I have no reason to believe I ever will. but imagining scraping the top layer of his skin, bit by bit, calms me

137. Something is about to go down

~Mosley~ Then it hit me. There was a full moon last night, and I was with my mate. But I'm yet to… My eyes flash to the exposed flesh on her neck, and I quickly drop her on the sofa and spring right off, with the other princes staring quizzically at me. Aside from Asad Mort, of course. He always seems to know what is going on. “Your wolf,” Asad says, “It wants to mark her, doesn’t it?” Yes, that’s exactly what I felt when I stared down at Bethany's exposed neck. “Then do,” The Fae urges me. “That would stop her pain.” The Vel Morin and Jay were already crowded beside Bethany. I look to them and shake my head. “That would mean me shifting-” “And why do you think I opted for an apartment with a c

138. The Liminal Order has Zuri

~Bethany~ I have never been happier in my life. It is true that I never wanted these princes, but they have proven to me and everyone who cares to see, over and over again, how deserving they are of me and how much they are willing to sacrifice to be with me. Now I think I'm the one who is not deserving of them. They have put up with me, tolerated my shenanigans, cared for me even when I'm deserving, and loved me above my inadequacies. Their love is so pure, so soothing, so overwhelming that I once found myself praying to Deskar to please make it possible for me to be bound to them, to experience what a mate-bond with them would be like. I want to experience their love on a visceral level, and here we are… My elemental is bound to me, even with this unstable soul of mine. He is mine, mine, mine. Maybe the gods

139. The Liminal Order Is Scared

~Asad~Our plan to get rid of the Liminal Order is full of loopholes, mostly because we won’t be getting any form of support from other Nobles.So, there is no way in hell we can defeat the liminal Order, their puppety-guards, and our fellow Nobles who might want to defend them.The plan is to use my magic and Mosley’s frosty expertise to create fearful creatures that will be very huge in shape and height. The creatures will force Nobles to scamper away in fear.That will, in turn, give us an opening to save Zuri.Then the Vel Morin can infuse mania in the crowd while Bethany tries to kill at least one or two Noble guards to get some power charge-ups that would let her free the braces on the dragon.And so, the fight will officially begin.Sounds simple, but there is nothing simple about any of this.The large training ground is already filled with Nobles. The Liminal order stands high on a podium with Zuri hanging on a metal ring, looking worn out, tired, and tortured.Bethany squeeze

140. Tophet-bound Creatures

~Asad~I've only seen Voidmaws in pictures. For a moment, I gawk at how intimidating they are in real life.The monster has a huge, scaly body that shields every part of it like armor. Its eyes glow golden as it launches toward us.Mosley throws up an ice shield while I send a wave of deadly magic toward our incoming attacker. It screams in pain but leaps over the thick ice shield and continues towards us.Mosley tries to trap it with Unmelt, but the creature seems to be smart enough to push its frame away from all of Mosley’s attacks.As Mosley and I continue to fend off the Voidmaw, Bethany shouts a warning that more creatures are coming.Shit, the Liminal monsters are sending dark Tophet-creatures at us. Bethany was right. They wanted to be sure of what they are up against. They might even be hiding somewhere, watching us right now.We barely have a moment to process what Bethany said before a group of Tophet-bound creatures suddenly descends upon us, launching themselves with skele

141. Leave her to her fate

~Asad~Instinctively, we all stop and surround our mate protectively.In the blink of an eye, Bethany breaks away from our protective circle and rushes at the creature. She moved so quickly that we didn’t register what was going on instantly.Myself and the other princes stare in confusion and shout in alarm when we see Bethany race up the arm of the tall, massive, ghostly creature. She uses her momentum to leap into the air, and a moment later, the Tombling howls, pushing open its mouth. Bethany jumps into its mouth, and the creature closes it around her.At once, the ghosts of every single member of my family burst into view.My father, mother, every single one of them. They stand, facing the creature, clapping and cheering it on in approval.I cry out at the deafening commotion in front of me, a commotion that I only I see. Covering my ears, I stagger, trying to get my bearings.It's difficult to perceive much reality outside of the chaos my family is putting up before me. Still,

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