All Chapters of Once His Bully. Now His Whore: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

THE PRESENT.LADY BAEVERA.“I still cannot believe a blood-bond finally formed for you after all these years. I was beginning to think it might never happen!” Helory squealed once again.I huffed, casting my best friend a side glance where she lay sprawled across the bed like an overexcited child.My maids moved around us; fastening my clasps, adjusting pins, and smoothing silks as they dressed me in my ceremonial gown. I slipped my arms gracefully through the sleeves they held open.“Don’t look at me like that, young lady,” Helory clapped her hands, kicking her feet. “I am just so excited! At over a thousand years old, I am fairly certain you are the last blood-virgin in all of Vallen Falls—possibly even all of Urai. Most of us were bloodhosts before we reached three hundred. It is such a thrilling thing, Bae. I am giddy for you!”“I am excited too.” And I truly am.Helory sat upright. “By the Goddess, you are so beautiful.”“Oh, please,” I rolled my eyes, though a smile tugged at th

LADY BAEVERAAt some point, another restless sleep crept in, dragging me back to our first encounter—two hundred years after he walked away from the Eldareth estate.I woke with a sharp breath, sprawled on the cold, unforgiving floor, clutching my pounding skull.Nearly a millennium later, and that meeting still had the power to make me cringe. I had spoken down to him then, so smug, so foolish. I had called him filth. Called him trash. And not once, standing in that grand event hall, did I believe the tables could ever turn.But by our second encounter, almost seven hundred years later, I knew better. The tables had already turned.My reaction had been the complete opposite of the first. I had run, like a coward. He chased me into the woods, where I stumbled and fell, standing over me like a god as he lifted two fingers and declared our second meeting.After that, I’d done everything within my power to avoid him, to stay out of his path, running in the opposite direction for three mor

Leaning back, I tried genuinely to look at Baevera without hate or judgment. Diplomatically, if nothing else. It was hard, but I tried.Yes, she was beautiful. Even I could admit that much.Thick, wild hair like burnished copper poured down her back. Just like autumn fire under the lights.High cheekbones. Elegant jawline. A nose, pointed and shaped gracefully.And those damned eyes…Green like a storm-drenched forest in the middle of spring.Even the ink design meant to obscure her identity enhanced her features.Then, there was her body.Lush curves obviously sculpted by a prideful god who wanted the world to stop and notice his handiwork. Legs long and toned, the kind that begged to be seen in heels.Yes, I could obviously see why those moneybags were already salivating. But all that was surface.Inside, Baevera Eldareth was all darkness. A spoiled, vindictive, evil bully wrapped in deceptive charm and poise. A venomous snake in a beautiful shell.If only they knew her as I did, the

LADY BAEVERAI woke in the early hours of dawn, sore. But not terribly so. My healing had already begun.I always healed faster than most Urekai. My body, traitorous as it may be, never failed to repair itself thoroughly.But the moment of calm did not last. That aftermath fear I was so familiar with set in. The fear of not knowing.What had been done to my body while I was unconscious? Did they touch me in ways I did not consent to?I checked my skin for bruises and cuts. Ran my hands over my neck, my wrists… checking if I had been fed from. All clear.Parting my legs, I winced at the soreness, swiping my fingers over my intimate area. I stared at the slick mess. No blood, just my own wetness and male fluid.Yet that fear remained. Not knowing had always been a relief and a torment.What if they took those liberties but my body healed before I even opened my eyes?Nausea rose in my throat.I stumbled to the adjoining lavatory and emptied my stomach.Then came the tears. I wiped them a

LADY BAEVERARelief was the first thing I felt. Finally, I was getting what I wanted.Then the fall continued. I just…kept falling.The wind lashed against my face, tore through my hair, and howled past my ears.Fear came, creeping in like an unwelcome guest.I tried to ignore it, to cling to the peace of impending death. But the fall felt endless, and survival instinct kicked in.Before my brain could catch up, my body shifted into my beast form. It happened a split second before impact.The landing was not smooth at all, my beast barely absorbing the worst of the fall. Pain exploded through my limbs as I crashed into the ground.I howled in agony, my limbs cracking on contact. My head throbbed with a pain that felt like it had been forged in hell.But I was alive.The shift slipped away; I could not hold it any longer. My broken body reverted back to flesh, and I lay there, trembling, gasping, and in so much pain.Voices swirled around me. Loud, panicked, but distant.“Are you alrig