All Chapters of The Bride Who Returned From Death: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

62 Chapters

021: The Five Minutes

Lyra’s POVI tried to maintain my composure, but his scent was overwhelming. Pine and earth and pure male dominance. My wolf paced restlessly inside me, torn between submission and defiance.“I… it was an accident,” I stammered, suddenly hyper-aware of how little the lingerie covered.“An accident,” Killian repeated, amusement clear in his voice. “You accidentally found my hidden room, put on lingerie and interrupted me with Diane.”His hands moved to his shirt buttons, undoing them one by one with maddening slowness.“I didn’t mean to…” My voice died as he shrugged off the shirt, revealing the sculpted planes of his chest and abs.“Didn’t mean to what?” He moved closer, his fingers trailing along my collarbone. “Spy on me? Or were you jealous?”“I wasn’t jealous,” I lied.“Liar.” His smile widened. “Your wolf was practically clawing to get out.”He was right, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of admitting it.Killian’s hands moved to his belt, the sound of the buckle releasing

022: The Mark

Killian’s POVThe moment I saw her standing there in that black lace, every rational thought vanished.My wolf surged forward, demanding I claim her immediately. Pin her down. Make her mine in every way possible. But I forced myself to stay controlled, to draw this out, to make her feel every second of anticipation.Watching her restrained, completely at my mercy, was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen.“Ah! Killian, please!” Her voice was desperate, her body trembling against the restraints.I moved to the wall where I kept my tools, selecting a leather riding whip. It was one of my favorites, firm enough to sting but designed not to truly hurt.“Please what?” I asked, trailing the crop along her inner thigh.“I can’t… oh god, I can’t hold it much longer!”“You can,” I said firmly. “And you will.”I brought the whip down against her ass, not hard, just enough to leave a warm sting.“Fuck!” she cried out, her back arching.The way she reacted to the pain sent heat straight to my cock

023: The Tea Party

Lyra’s POVI woke to sunlight streaming through my window and a pounding headache.My mouth was dry, my body aching in places I’d never felt before. For a moment, I just lay there, trying to piece together the fragments of last night.Then it all came rushing back.The red room, the restraints, Killian’s hands on my body, the way he’d made me beg, and then… the bite.My hand flew to my neck, fingers finding the tender spot. Even through the lingering soreness, I could feel the raised scar tissue. The mate mark.He’d actually marked me.I scrambled out of bed and rushed to the mirror, pulling my hair aside to see it properly. The mark was unmistakable, a permanent scar in the shape of Killian’s bite. It was still slightly red around the edges, but already healing into something that would last forever.My heart raced as I traced the edges with my fingertips. This changed everything. The mate bond was complete now, sealed in a way that couldn’t be undone.“He’s just your partner,” I whi

024: The Lowlife

Lyra’s POV The silence that followed my question was deafening. Mona’s mouth opened and closed, but no words came out. Her perfect composure had finally cracked, and I savored every second of it. The other women exchanged glances, uncertainty replacing their earlier smugness. The mate mark changed everything, and they knew it. Marisol’s expression had soured considerably, her earlier amusement gone. She set down her teacup with more force than necessary. “Well,” she said, her voice still sweet but with an edge now. “A mark is certainly… significant. But it doesn’t change certain realities.” “What realities?” I asked. “The pregnancy, for instance.” Her eyes dropped to my still-flat stomach. “You’ve been claiming to carry an heir, but we’ve seen no proof. And marks can be given for many reasons, as Mona said. Passion, politics, even mistakes made in the heat of the moment.” My jaw tightened, but I kept my expression neutral. Marisol gestured to my teacup, which I’d barely touch

025: The Abandoned House

Lyra’s POV“Where are you taking me, Damon?” I asked again, watching the unfamiliar landscape pass by the window.“I need your help,” he said simply, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.“My help? With what?”“You’ll understand when we get there.” He glanced at me briefly. “I promise I’m not kidnapping you or anything. This is important.”I studied his face, trying to read his intentions. He’d just defended me against his own family. That had to count for something. But trust didn’t come easily anymore, not after everything I’d been through.Still, curiosity was eating at me.“What did Marisol mean?” I asked. “About you not being a real Castillo?”Damon’s jaw tightened slightly, but when he spoke, his voice was calm. “She meant exactly what she said. I’m not blood. Vicente adopted me when I was eight years old.”“Why?”“Because my parents were dead.” The words came out flat, emotionless, like he’d said them so many times they’d lost their meaning. “They were assassinated. A group of rogu

026: The Jealous Alpha

Lyra’s POVThe Northern Pack estate came into view as Damon’s car rounded the final bend. My mind was still reeling from everything we’d discovered at the abandoned house, the dark magic that had lingered for seventeen years, the connection to the current threats.But as we pulled through the gates, all thoughts of magic and murder scattered.Killian stood at the edge of the training grounds, surrounded by a group of warriors. He was clearly mid-briefing, gesturing toward training equipment while the others listened intently. His shirt clung to his body with sweat, suggesting he’d been demonstrating techniques himself.The moment I stepped out of the car, I felt it.His attention snapped toward me like a physical force. Even from this distance, I could feel the weight of his gaze, the mate bond humming between us with sudden intensity.Killian stopped talking mid-sentence. His head turned fully in our direction, and I watched as his expression shifted. Recognition first, then somethin

027: The Perfect Woman

Killian’s POVI returned to the training grounds, but my mind wasn’t there.It was with Lyra. With the lie I’d tasted on her lips. With the way she’d avoided my eyes, guilt written all over her face.She’d been somewhere with Damon. Somewhere they didn’t want me to know about.The jealousy that had flared when I’d seen them together still burned in my chest, made worse by the mate bond. My wolf paced restlessly, growling at the thought of another male spending time with our mate.I tried to focus on reviewing training schedules, but the words blurred on the page. All I could think about was Lyra’s pulse racing under my lips, the way her body had responded to my touch, and the lie she’d whispered.I needed to confront my parents about Marisol’s stunt at the tea party. Serving Lyra something that could harm a pregnancy was unacceptable, even if that pregnancy was fabricated.I started toward the main house, my jaw tight with frustration.“Killian!”The voice made me stop. Mona approache

028: The Disguise

Lyra’s POVThe fitting room was filled with dresses in various shades of blue and silver, fabrics spilling across chairs and hanging from racks. Amy and Valeria had insisted on helping me update my wardrobe, claiming that if I was going to be Luna, I needed to look the part.I stood on a small platform while Amy adjusted the hem of a deep navy gown, pins between her lips. Valeria sat nearby, offering opinions on each dress.“That color is stunning on you,” Valeria said, nodding approvingly. “Makes your eyes stand out.”“Thanks,” I said, though my mind was elsewhere.I couldn’t stop thinking about Killian’s threat earlier. The way he’d kissed me in front of everyone, then whispered that I’d be punished for lying. The promise in his voice had sent shivers down my spine, equal parts anticipation and apprehension.Two maids entered the room carrying more dresses. They moved to hang them up, but their whispered conversation carried across the space.“Did you see them?” one asked the other,

029: The Confrontation

Lyra’s POVThe plan was simple. We had to look like a couple.Damon’s arm rested around my waist as we moved through the club, the touch purely strategic but still awkward. We found a table with a good view of the VIP section, where Adrian usually conducted his business.“This feels weird,” Damon muttered in my ear, loud enough to be heard over the music.“Just pretend I’m Valeria,” I suggested.“That makes it worse, not better.”Despite the tension, I almost smiled. We ordered drinks to blend in, nursing them slowly while watching the crowd.Then I saw them.Adrian entered through the VIP entrance, his presence commanding attention even in the crowded space. And beside him, wearing a dark hood pulled low over her face, was Elina.I recognized her immediately. The way she moved, the tilt of her head, the subtle mannerisms I’d grown up watching. The hood might hide her face from strangers, but not from me.Rage simmered in my chest, but I forced it down. I had to stay focused.I squeez

030: The Breaking Point

Killian’s POVI’d been sitting in that medical room for three hours, and every minute felt like torture.Mona had recovered almost immediately after the physician examined her. Low blood sugar, she said. Nothing serious. She could have easily rested in her own room.But my mother had insisted I stay. And Mona had played her part perfectly, acting weak and fragile, needing constant attention.It was an act. I knew it very well. Every delicate sigh, every pained expression, every time she “accidentally” touched my hand… her obvious manipulation designed to make her look like the perfect, gentle Luna candidate.It made my skin crawl.“Killian,” she said softly, her voice carrying that breathy quality that probably worked on most men. “Could you… would you help me eat? I’m still feeling so weak.”I stared at the bowl of soup in my hands, then at her expectant face.“No.”Her eyes widened in perfectly practiced surprise. “But I can barely lift my arms…”“You lifted them fine when you were

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