All Chapters of Bride Of The Beast: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

EILIS Night fell, and the silence in my room was a torture. I paced the floor, my Wolf clawing at my ribs. Every minute I stayed locked in here, the more Raven was in danger. I went to the door again, slamming my fist against the wood. "Father! Let me out! We’re losing time!" "The scouts haven't come back," my father’s voice came from the other side. "If you leave now, you have nothing. Wait for the bell. Win, then you'll have my permission to go after your mate.” "If he dies because of this, I'll never forgive you," I hissed. He didn't answer. I heard his footsteps fade away. I slumped against the wall, reaching for the bond one last time. Still nothing. Then, the first toll of the Midnight Bell rang out. The locks clicked. Four guards stood in the hallway, gesturing for me to move. They escorted me out of the castle and toward the dark edge of the woods. The Council was already there, gathered in a circle. Lord Arden stood among them, his eyes hooded. My father sto

EILIS I shifted back to my human form before the dust had even settled, my breath coming in short bursts. The dark tunic I had stolen was ripped at the shoulder, exposing the fresh bruises from the yearlings, but I couldn't care less. Raven's sister was gone. She had fled into the trees the second my claws met the wolf's throat. I didn't chase her. The grey wolf lay motionless in the ferns, no longer a threat. My only focus was the small, crumpled shape lying near the base of the fallen oak. "Raven," I choked out, my voice cracking. I dropped to my knees beside him. He looked so small, his pale skin practically translucent against the dark mud. The remains of the gold silk dress he wore were shredded and soaked through with river water, clinging to his shivering frame. A nasty, swelling bruise was already forming near his hairline, smeared with dirt. His shoulder looked pierced through at different angles. “Oh my love, what have they done to you?” I whispered. My hands shook a

RAVEN "Denis," I said, my voice steadying as I looked up at him. "Call him in." Denis paused, his fingers still holding the edge of the heavy furs. He looked at me, his eyes searching my face, trying to see if I was sure. "Raven, he’s been out there for hours. Are you certain?" "Yes," I whispered. "I need to speak with him before whatever is going to happen down there happens." Denis didn't argue. He walked to the heavy door, slid the iron bolt back, and pulled it open. I couldn't see into the hallway from where I lay, but I heard the faint murmur of Denis’s voice before he stepped completely out of the room, closing the door softly behind him to give us space. A second later, the door reopened. Eilis stepped inside. He looked completely unraveled. The dark tunic he wore was torn at the shoulder, smeared with dried mud and blood from the borderlands, and his bare feet left faint, dusty prints on the stone floor. He stopped just past the threshold, his broad shoulders ten

RAVEN I stared down, my breath trapped in my throat. What am I doing? I was kneeling on a stone floor about to give him the exact same pleasure the wolf had given me, while the Council waited to ruin us downstairs. "Raven," Eilis whispered, his voice strained. "If you want to stop, stop. Right now. I won't be angry." I looked up. His jaw was clenched and his golden eyes were dark with desperation. He wanted this badly, yet he was still giving me an exit. The shyness didn't go away, but the warmth through our link drowned out the panic. I didn't want to stop. "I'm not stopping," I said, my voice shaking but certain. My fingers shook as I hooked the edge of his underwear and pulled it down. When he snapped free, thick and pulsing, another gasp left my mouth. The sheer size of him was intimidating. My face burned as I stared at the heavy length of him. Eilis let out a sharp breath, his fingers digging into the mattress behind him. He threw his head back, forcing himself to stay

RAVEN The King didn't answer immediately. He looked from Arden to Eilis, then down at me. "A test of the bloodline," the King murmured. He leaned forward, his expression heavy. "Two full moons. If this is true, they will sustain the lineage. If not, the law takes its course. The High Council will have its execution." "Your Majesty, this is madness!" Eilis shouted, taking a step toward the throne. The guards instantly brought their spears down, creating a barrier of steel between the Prince and his father. Eilis didn't back away, his gold eyes blazing with desperation. "You are letting Arden sentence my mate to death based on an impossible condition!" "It is the only condition that satisfies the Council, Prince Eilis," Arden said smoothly, crossing his arms. "Enough," the King commanded, his voice flat. He looked down at me. "The decree is set. Raven of Dierna will remain under guard in the palace. He has until the end of the second full moon to conceive an heir. If he fails, he a