All Chapters of Born to shine: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

🍃 Arria POVI did exactly what I had said.I went to Greg’s house to meet Maximus.Strange, I know, but over the last ten days his home had turned into something close to a guest house—first my parents, and now Maximus with five other men.“Hello,” I said the moment the door opened. “I’m Arria, and I’m—”“Fenrir’s extraordinary mate,” the tall, broad man interrupted.His voice was completely serious, without a trace of warmth or mockery.My brows lifted.“I’m not sure how I’m supposed to take that,” I admitted, unable to guess what exactly was hiding behind the words and his perfectly even tone.“You claimed the King and the beast inside him,” he said. “You made him defy a five-hundred-year-old curse for your sake. That makes you nothing less than a living, breathing, one-of-a-kind miracle.”He stepped aside, inviting me in.That gave me a clear view of the four men inside, all nodding in agreement behind him.No sign of my brother, I noted.“We were curious to see you,” another man

🌘 Fenrir POVGreg was awake.That was the first good sign.The second was that he was sitting half-upright against a pile of pillows, looking considerably less dead than the last time I had seen him.“Your Majesty,” he greeted solemnly the moment I entered. “There was a point yesterday when I genuinely doubted I would ever have the pleasure of seeing you again.”I stopped beside his bed.“Obviously, you’re fine already.”His mouth twitched.“I assume I can interpret that as permission to leave this place and swear my oath with the rest of the pack?”“No,” Martha’s voice came from behind me.Greg closed his eyes.I glanced back.She entered carrying a tray with medical supplies and the expression of someone who had already had this argument.Probably more than once.“Absolutely not,” she continued. “The internal bleeding has barely stopped. He lost too much blood, and several of his ribs are still healing.”She put the tray down harder than necessary.“One careless impact could shift

🍃 Arria POVFenrir had bled again.But this time, Alaric had been there with him, and everything had gone smoothly.Everyone had taken the oath without hesitation.They trusted him completely to do what was best for them, even if that meant leaving their homes behind.Now Fenrir had a lot of minds to check through the mindlink.And I was on my way to see my brother.“Luna.”A familiar voice called from my right.I turned and smiled.“Hello, Manon.”Sabrina’s daughter approached me with a shy smile.“I just wanted to tell you that you looked really beautiful today,” she said excitedly. “You should wear dresses more often. They suit you.”“Thank you.”I reached for her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.“Maybe next time you’ll wear one too.”She lowered her head and shook it slightly.“You know I don’t like the attention they draw.”I nodded.She was managing her own trauma.“Then maybe you can come visit me tomorrow. Fenrir will be away for a few hours, so you, me, and Mel can wear dr

“You don’t understand what you’re offering,” he said slowly. Anger, conflicting hungers, and cold control shifted behind his eyes. “It wouldn’t be soft,” he added in warning. “It would barely be a kiss.” My heart thudded once, hard against my ribs. Then seemed to miss the next beat. I lowered my gaze to his hands on the table. Still flat. Still unmoving beneath the immense control he was forcing over himself. I was nervous, but I trusted him not to truly hurt me. Not before our closeness and the bond had a chance to do their work. I lifted my eyes to his again. “I know,” I told him. “I still want you to come to me, Mate.” Then I gave him a small, reassuring smile. “And I have been very naughty today,” I added, trying to lighten the mood. “A little roughness seems perfectly appropriate.” A low, angry growl reverberated through his chest. “This is

🌘 Fenrir POV“Hmm. We can find out,” Arria offered, rejuvenated and daring again. “Control has to be trained, right?”Alaric stirred.‘She is better?’There had been a time when I would have been angry with him.First pushing against every restraint to get what he wanted.Then disappearing so deep inside my mind that it felt as though he had never existed in the first place.And now returning the moment the consequences had been dealt with.But it was different now.I knew him better than that.Every time he fought against the curse flooding his system, it drained him. And every time he exhausted himself resisting it, the curse had an easier time overpowering him again over the next few days.That was why it had hit so soon this time.Not only because Arria had been insulted.Which still made our blood boil, regardless of the reasons behind it.But because Alaric had never fully recovered from the run to Newmoon and the hunt after that.Even so, he had done everything he could.He ha