All Chapters of Bride of the Sea-King Alpha: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

CassianShe’s behind me. I recognized my mistake as soon as I shifted, but it’s too late to take anything back now. I’d promised her we’d work together. I’d promised not to let my instincts to protect her take over and shut her out.But I did it anyway. Something kicks in inside me, a primal fear, and my first action is always to protect her, even though I know it’s wrong.I just pray to the Goddess that she forgives me.‘Status,’ I ask Turgan in the mind-link, opening up the communication so Lyra can also hear. It’s a small concession to make up for my mistake.‘Three of them, strong warriors,’ he reports. ‘And I sense two more coming. They won’t give us the chance to shift back so we can explain ourselves.’It would have been helpful for the Goddess to create a communication channel between wolves of other packs. Why she did not, I can only guess. But second-guessing the Goddess is of no help to us right now.‘Lyra, I’ll join the fray,’ I tell my mate. ‘Stand back a bit and shift ba

CassianWith our caravan well on its way through the Swamplands, we’ve passed the last hurdle for finally catching up with Assanan. This is good news, but I can’t help feeling every nerve on guard for any of Assanan’s tricks.He must be in the library by now, but whether he can find anything before we get there is another story. It sounds like an immense place with thousands of ancient books, from what Freyja has told me. The odds of getting to the right one quickly are slim.I had left the wagon that Lyra and I had been in the last time we stopped for a break. Before we get into any trouble related to combat, I want to get to know the future Alpha of Swamplands and coordinate our strategies. While I meet with them, Lyra is spending time with the High Priestesses getting a better understanding of the library.“Sorry for misleading you before,” Rodenel tells me. “I knew you didn’t want to fight, but I also wasn’t sure what you were up to coming into our lands.”“It’s a good tactic,” I

Cassian“Lyra!” Watching her eyes roll back into her head as she sinks to the ground has my wolf wailing in agony.I lay her head on my legs while Healer Elara jumps into action on the other side of her. She does several quick checks on her coloring, her pulse, then waves an assistant over. “Fetch my healer’s bag,” she says, and the man does not delay.“What happened?” I ask to no one in particular.Both High Priestesses kneel at my side.“The amulet is strong,” Freyja explains. “And that vision seemed quite disturbing. It taxed her energy away, no doubt.”“She mentioned witches,” I say. “Did the witches do this? Is she cursed?!”Reliquin strokes Lyra’s free hand gently. I have no intention of letting go of the one I’m holding. “Not likely,” she concludes. “Visions do not allow for interaction, generally.”I’m not happy about that last word, which is not very comforting,Elara leans in and holds her stethoscope to Lyra’s heart as well as her belly. She pulls up, wrapping up the ends o

CassianI can feel Lyra tensing beside me, even before I reach my arm over and hold it around her protectively. My wolf wants to pounce on the asshole and rip off his head, but I hold back, even though it takes everything I have in me.We have a moment. Assanan is cornered. We’ve caught up with him, and he barely has half a dozen men flanking him. We have the best warriors of Oceana, Forest Kingdom, and Swamplands combined backing us up.He has no choice but to surrender.Besides, Lyra has questions for this man, and she deserves answers. I’d prefer she asks when the bastard is behind bars, but she takes my hand, which lowers my arm from its protective stance, and meets his eye.“Former Alpha King Assanan,” she begins. “You are under arrest for the crimes you committed to your people and... others.”He smirks, and I want to punch that smile right off his face. “Arrest?” He lets out a sarcastic laugh. “Who the hell are you? Do I know you?”Through our bond, I feel Lyra twitch uncomfort

LyraI startle as the High Priestesses and the guards change position, blocking my view of Assanan and everything in front of me, including the battle.Confusion washes over me. I wish I could ask them why they’re doing this. I feel like I need to lock on Assanan’s gaze to read what he’s planning to do. Without that, how am I ever going to use the amulet?I consider opening the mind-link, just for a second, to talk to Cassian at least. He can explain what they’re trying to do, and I’ll explain that I’m trying to get a read on Assanan so I can take the power of the dark amulet away from him.But then, I feel it. Something is... released in me, as though my mind had been bound in chains and now it is free.A strange and wonderful emotion threads across my nerves, a salve for the pain of isolation I’d felt only moments ago. It’s still hard to be alone inside my head. But this—the protective gathering around me—is somehow the tangible proof my mind needs to know that Cassian, the High Pri