All Chapters of BOUGHT BY THE BEAST: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

The black smoke did not merely drift... it writhed across the marble floor like a nest of dark vipers, its heat turning the air thick with the stench of copper and burnt oil.Where the vapor touched the stone near the hearth, the marble turned red-hot, glowing with jagged runes that spelled out a message in the ancient dialect of the High South.The daughter of Evelyn shall yield her core to the Sun-Fire or be reduced to ash. The Covenant demands her blood before the moon wanes.Caspian did not wait for the flames to spread.He stepped forward, his bare boot coming down hard on the glowing stone, smothering the fiery runes beneath his heel. The marble shrieked under his weight, the dark smoke dissolving into grey dust beneath the crushing pressure of his foot. He stood over the scorched stone, his broad chest heaving, his bare back slick with sweat, his silver eyes flashing with a murder so absolute that the air in the bedroom went still."They dar

High Sovereign Solon did not fight.The moment High King Valerius dropped to his knee in the snow, the spine of the southern army snapped completely. Ten thousand golden-armored soldiers stood in silent, stunned shock as their Emperor acknowledged the First Moon Seal.Vespera’s painted face was ghastly white, her fingers clutching her golden fox furs as if they could shield her from the complete destruction of her father's political leverage.Solon turned without a word, his golden armor clanking heavily as he retreated into his crimson pavilion under the watchful, sharp eyes of Valerius’s obsidian guards. Vespera followed her father, her head bowed for the first time since she had arrived at Thorncross Keep, her arrogance crushed beneath the weight of two united realms.Caspian did not watch them leave.He cared nothing for Solon’s humiliation. He reached down, his large hands closing around my waist, lifting me effortlessly into his arms as if I were made of fine glass. He carried m

The air in our suite turned to ice.Caspian did not roar. He did not throw his sword or shatter the stone table. He sat on the edge of the bed, his broad body frozen over mine, his big, scarred hand flattened so hard over my stomach that I could feel the individual heat of every finger pressing through the wolf furs.His silver eyes did not just glow... they turned into two pits of liquid death."An abomination," Caspian whispered. His voice was a low, subterranean thread of sound that made the iron fixtures in the room vibrate. "He calls my child an abomination.""It is a political pretense, Caspian," Ezra said quickly, keeping his hands open and away from his weapons. "Valerius knows he cannot challenge your crown after the Sunken Altar. He cannot challenge Rielle's Seal. So he is using the oldest, darkest law in the southern books to unite the purist houses against you. He is telling the High Realm that a First Moon Hybrid will inherit the entire continent.""Let them unite," Caspi

The High Assembly Hall was packed to the stone pillars... the air thick with the smell of wet wool, iron, and suffocating tension.Word of the sudden midnight summons had swept through the Keep like wildfire. Fifty lords, northern alphas, and southern delegates stood along the black granite aisle, whispering behind their gloved hands.Nobody knew why the King had called the full Assembly before the Solstice, but the sight of thirty northern warriors lining the dais with drawn swords told everyone that blood was about to be spilled.I walked into the hall beside Caspian.He did not carry me this time, but he did not leave an inch of space between us either. His broad shoulder brushed mine with every step, his left hand locked around my hip, his thumb pressing into the velvet of my gown with a heavy, grounding pressure.He wore his dark leather tunic and heavy fur cloak, his broadsword strapped to his waist, his silver eyes cold and lethal as he scanned the crowd.I wore the plum velvet

The herald’s voice died out across the dark water, leaving a silence so thick it felt like the mountain itself was holding its breath.Caspian’s arm tightened around my waist until the silver links of the First Moon Seal pressed into my skin through the velvet of my gown. The heat coming off his body was no longer just warmth... it was the scorching, silent rage of a Beast who had been pushed to his absolute limit.He didn't look at the three hundred ships floating in the fog. He looked down at me, his silver eyes dark and wide with a terrifying, absolute possessiveness."They want my child," Caspian whispered. His voice was a low, jagged thread of sound that I felt in my bones. "They think they can sail into my harbor and demand the life I put inside you.""They think I am a bargaining chip, Caspian," I said, my voice steady even as the bitter wind whipped my dark hair across my cheeks.I reached up, my hand sliding over his broad, bare chest, feeling the heavy, wild thud of his hear