All Chapters of FORBIDDEN BLOOM : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

KAELITHA laugh crawls up my throat and spills free into the dimly lit room. I clasp a hand over my mouth to stop another one from escaping.The jester’s expression remains stoic as if he’s the only one who doesn’t find his joke amusing. When the laughter dies down, I wipe a tear from the corner of my eye. “You? A captured slave, humiliating himself as a jester before the Alpha’s guests…want to save me?” I shake my head. “What makes you think we’re any different? We are both trapped in the same cage.”“Is something funny?” He asks, cocking his head as if to look at me clearly.“Yes!” I nearly shout. “As far as I know, anyone who steps into the den of Ferdinand has their autonomy stripped away.”It is common knowledge. If he really wanted to save me, he should have done it from the outside. Not walking into this death trap and dangling himself like bait. On the other hand, I desperately want to believe it’s possible to get me out of here. But I don’t dare to think it. I look away

KAELITH“What is going on here?” That voice I have registered and can recognize only in my nightmares, asks. Slowly I turn around. I feel the color drain out of my face when I see Ferdinand standing at the threshold to the visitor’s room. He doesn’t even look enraged as I expect. He’s too calm and that terrifies me. Rose is the first to gather her composure. “Your Grace, the jester was just entertaining us.” “On whose orders?” He asks again. I shuffle on my feet, then take a step forward. “I invited him. I figured I could show them my Alpha’s trophy collection.” Internally, I wince at the word used to describe the jester. But he should know I’m trying to save his life as well. Ferdinand gives us all a once over, then with a nod, he tilts his head to speak to the guards behind him. “Bring them both to the throne room.” My heart plummets to my stomach. I’m fucked. I look at the jester. We’re both fucked.I pass a panicked look to the ladies one last time but they do not have a

THE JESTERAnother throne. Another power drunk idiot. I want nothing more than to deal with the fool and slip back into the shadows where I belong. It had been a simple mission. Until I met her. “Fuck,” I mutter when a joint in my shoulder makes a little pop. My lungs burn with exertion, my back with pain as I keep my grip steady on the columns of the wall. A little below me, two guards stroll past, doing anything but watching the property. I stay still. As soon as they’re out of sight, I hoist myself higher and up, letting my fingers wrap around the iron bars.My feet scrape against the rough stone wall as I search for a foothold. I slip, biting back a groan when my back screams in protest. Shoving the pain to the back of my mind, I force my body higher until I find purchase against the wall. Then I drag myself the rest of the way up. Not wanting to startle her, I make sure to land on the balls of my feet where it is most quiet. Her room is dark this time and for a moment,

KAELITH Satisfied by my reply, he buries his face back to trailing fire down my stomach. “I only want to please my Luna,” comes his muffled reply. “Part your thighs for me, Selini mou.” Without hesitation, I do as he asks, lips parting as I watch his face hover just above where I ache the most for him. “Tell me if it’s too much,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to the inside of my thigh. “I’ll stop the moment you say.” I’m panting too hard to form any coherent sentence. I just nod like a damn fool. With a painful slowness, he drags my drenched panties down my legs, his fingers causing fire to dance on my skin as he goes. Then he dips his head to let his tongue sweep over my folds and my mind empties. If I had thoughts before, I have none now. I can’t even grasp onto anything. He dives right into my wet folds like he’s tasting something precious for the first time, then as though he finds it—finds me to his liking, he goes for a second taste. A third. A fourth. Un

KAELITHThroughout the day, I remain wary of Ferdinand coming into my room to ease the tension off his shoulders. The thought of him laying anywhere near me makes me so queasy I throw up several times until there is nothing left. Until my strength gives out. I do not need the tension eased off him. In fact, I want to take it and like a noose, wrap it around his neck, choking him with it.When the night falls, sleep refuses to caress my weary form. Thoughts swing around recklessly in my head. The killer and thief have not been found. So have I not seen Jay. The more he stays away, the more I can’t shake off the evidence pointing in his direction.It won’t take long before the rest of the palace sees through the cracks. Or Ferdinand gets wind of…I shudder, unable to complete the thought. Turning on my side, I’m awarded with the view of the open balcony doors. Needless to say, I leave it open for him. Just in case. I’ve only spent two minutes on my side before a soft rap at the