After what felt like an eternity, the rain stopped. The moon emerged from behind the clouds, casting a pale, ghostly light over the courtyard."Not dead yet?""You're tougher than you look."Vanessa's voice came from behind me. I laboriously turned my head and saw her standing in the doorway, wrapped in a white robe."Let me see. The pathetic Silver Crest princess," she purred, slowly approaching me. "Tsk, tsk. How pitiful."She crouched down, her hand caressing my blood-caked face."You know," she whispered, her voice as sweet as honey, "while Fenris was making love to me upstairs just now, you know, he was thinking of you the whole time."My heart seized."He cried out your name when he came," Vanessa giggled in my ear. "Such a pity. The bond is killing him too, but he'll die before he ever acknowledges you as his mate."She stood and rolled up her sleeve. In the moonlight, I saw a silver tattoo on her arm—the sacred sigil of our people, a mark of salvation and strength."See this li
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