All Chapters of Sinful Desires: Fatal bonds: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

A huge kick to my already curled-up, battered, and bruised body ripped a scream from my throat. I lay there coughing up mouthfuls of blood. But no, unfortunately for me, it did not end there. It never did.There came more furious bouts, harder and faster, my mind beginning to blur.My mouth was bloodied, blood stains everywhere.What in the carnation was this?I wanted to give up.But then I heard a sound.Had someone come to save me?I tried to look around weakly at the sound of the voice. It was oddly male and commanding.He spoke loudly at the people who had hit me. Unfortunately my mind was already phasing out of existence, and I only caught the trace of disdain filling his eyes before I fell unconscious.—My head felt like it would shatter at any moment.I felt clean, as though I had been washed.Apparently I was in a little clinic.Where was I?I looked around quickly, spotting only a cute female nurse who bubbled from one bed to another. She noticed I was awake and held my sta

I found his lounge easily enough, though “lounge” was an insult to what stood before me. It was enormous, an entire secluded wing of the High District, untouched and unreachable to anyone who wasn’t powerful enough to breathe that kind of air. No one lived remotely close to him. No one dared to. This was a level of residence meant for the elite.And somehow, I was walking straight into it.They had sent me here without a proper explanation. Just a clipped command, a shove in the right direction, and suddenly I was stumbling toward the home of the most terrifying wolf alive, dressed in clothes torn to rags and stained by my own blood.The building was shaped like a circular fortress, single-storied but sprawling, surrounded by ponds that formed a kind of man-made island. Stone paths crossed the water as a path. Even before the ponds, gardens bloomed in every direction, flowers arranged with such deliberate artistry that for a moment I forgot the pain radiating through my bruised ribs.

Not just any girl. A doll. A porcelain thing meant to be stared at, touched and judged, objectified even, was the look they went for. The lycan princess Eliana Kael Nightfang stood behind me with a triumphant smile while several lycan ladies circled me like excited predators.I stood in the center of the room completely naked.Every attempt to cover myself felt useless. Their hands kept tugging my arms down, telling me to stop being shy, telling me they needed to “see the proportions” so they could dress me properly.My face burned with humiliation. My throat tightened so painfully I could barely breathe.One woman giggled, her eyes roaming my body in a way that made me want to vanish into thin air.Another leaned closer, whispering to her friend.“He is so pretty. If Aldric did not already have him, I would take him for myself.”“Look at that waist. Look at that skin. A perfect little beauty.”“He is cuter than half the females here. No wonder Aldric went for him.”Their voices stabb