All Chapters of A Marriage Bound by Curse: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter Eleven

Fenrir’s patience snapped before the silence in the room had time to settle.His eyes burned, a deep red glow breaking through as his wolf pushed against the surface, restless and agitated, ready to answer what it perceived as a challenge. The shift didn’t take him fully, but it lingered just beneath the surface, pressing forward, waiting.“You do not get to make assumptions about what I do and do not know,” he said, his voice low but edged with something far more dangerous than volume. “You have challenged me twice now, and I do not take lightly to that kind of disrespect. Human or not, I will not hesitate to take you down.”Aurelia didn’t flinch.She held his gaze as if the warning meant nothing, as if the weight of what he was carried no authority here.“You came to Valmere for our help,” she replied evenly. “And now you stand here threatening me, the Princess of Valmere.”

Chapter Twelve

Aurelia POVThe air felt heavy as Fenrir remained in his wolf form, the weight of his presence settling over the training grounds in a way that was impossible to ignore. Conversations had died instantly, replaced by a stunned silence that lingered far longer than it should have. Everyone stared, some in awe, others with poorly concealed fear, their reactions varying but all rooted in the same realization: this was not something they saw every day.I found myself observing far more than those around me.It was not just the size of him, though that alone was enough to command attention. It was the details, the way his fur shifted with each movement, catching the light in uneven patterns, the unnatural glow of his eyes that burned far too brightly to be mistaken for anything ordinary. I watched the way he reacted to every sound, every subtle shift in the air, aware of everything around him in a way that felt almost overwhelming to witness.And most of all, I watched the moment he began t

Chapter Thirteen

Aurelia’s POVWaking felt different this time.The pain had not disappeared, but it no longer consumed me the way it had the night before. It lingered beneath my skin in a dull, steady ache centered around my birthmark, enough to remind me it was there without forcing me back into helplessness. My body still felt heavy from the medication, my movements slower than usual, but at least I could think clearly again.For a while, I remained still beneath the blankets, staring toward the tall windows across the room. Morning light filtered through the curtains in soft bands, pale gold stretching across the floorboards and climbing the edge of the bed. Everything looked calm. Untouched.And then the dream returned to me.The field of glowing flowers. The mist. The woman standing before me as though she had known me my entire life. Even now, awake and fully aware, I could still remember every detail of her face, every shift in her vo

Chapter Fourteen

By the time evening began settling over Valmere, the bright warmth of the morning had disappeared entirely.Heavy clouds rolled across the sky in slow waves, swallowing the last traces of sunlight behind layers of dark gray. The air had changed with it. What had once felt light and open now carried a strange heaviness that lingered through the palace halls and pressed against the windows with growing wind.Fenrir had noticed it almost immediately.The storm.At first, he tried ignoring it.After leaving the training grounds, he had every intention of returning to the west wing, but the moment he stepped back inside the palace, his thoughts began circling again in ways that refused to settle. Aurelia asking Rowan about dreams. The scream from the previous night. The burning sigil carved into his chest. The way everything seemed to tighten further each time thunder rolled across the sky.None of it made sense.And Fenrir hated things he could not control.So instead of returning to his

Chapter Fifteen

The morning passed slowly through Valmere, calm in a way Elias still had not entirely grown used to.Clouds drifted overhead in uneven layers, softening the sunlight without fully covering it, and the cool air carried the lingering scent of rain from the storm the night before. The palace grounds had already returned to life despite it. Servants moved through the halls with polished trays balanced carefully in their hands, guards rotated through shifts along the outer walls, and somewhere deeper within the palace kitchens, the smell of fresh bread and tea spread through the corridors.It all felt too orderly.Too quiet.The Iron Citadel never stayed this peaceful for long.Elias wandered the halls without much direction, hands loosely folded behind his back as he passed through one corridor after another. He had no intention of spending the day listening to Fenrir brood in silence, or Rowan overanalyze every detail of Valmere’s customs. If Fe

Chapter Sixteen

The sun had nearly disappeared behind the mountains surrounding Valmere by the time Elias finally returned to the palace.The cloudy sky had dimmed the city earlier than usual, leaving the halls washed in warm lantern light by the time he crossed back into the west wing. Servants moved more quietly during the evenings here. Even the palace itself seemed to settle once night approached, conversations softening behind closed doors while guards rotated through shifts with practiced silence.Elias walked through it all at an unhurried pace.Mostly because he already knew Fenrir was waiting.Not literally standing around waiting, of course. Fenrir would rather die than admit to anticipating someone’s return. But Elias knew him well enough to recognize the signs. The moment Fenrir realized Elias had been gone most of the day gathering information, he would want answers immediately.Which made delaying it slightly far more entertaining.Sure enough, the moment Elias stepped into the west win

Chapter Seventeen

The west wing gradually quieted after Valeria disappeared into her room.Not immediately.The tension she left behind lingered heavily enough that even Elias finally lost interest in provoking Fenrir further. Rowan returned to his book eventually, though he turned the same page three separate times without actually reading it, while Fenrir remained near the window longer than necessary, staring out across the darkened palace grounds below.The conversation had ended.But none of them had truly moved past it.Eventually, Rowan excused himself first, offering little more than a tired nod before leaving. Elias followed not long after, stretching lazily as he made his way down the corridor toward his own chambers.“You enjoy causing problems far too much,” Rowan muttered as they walked.Elias smirked faintly. “Only when people make it easy.”“That isn’t the reassuring answer you think it is.”“I wasn’t trying to reassure you.”Rowan sighed quietly under his breath.Behind them, Fenrir sti

Note

Hi guys, I have been working hard on trying to keep up with the chapters of this story, but due to health problems that have come up, I will be delaying updating until the beginning of next month. I apologize for the inconvenience, but I will resume with daily updates in the coming month.Thank you to everyone who has read this far.

Chapter Eighteen

Sleep had become more irritating than useful.Fenrir had eventually returned to his room sometime after wandering far too close to the eastern wing the night before, annoyed enough with himself that even the quiet of Valmere had begun to grate on his nerves. He had laid in bed for hours afterward, staring at the dark ceiling while the same thoughts continued circling through his mind no matter how many times he tried forcing them away.Aurelia.Again.He still did not understand why she occupied so much of his attention.It made no sense.She was human. Stubborn, frustrating, far too opinionated for someone with no physical strength to back it, and somehow entirely unwilling to fear him despite every reason to.Yet somehow, she remained there.In his thoughts.In his irritation.Lingering in the back of his mind in ways he found increasingly difficult to ignore.He had tried explaining it to himself. Perhaps it was because of the curse. Their lives were tied together whether he liked i

Chapter Nineteen

The late afternoon settled softly over Valmere, the sun slowly beginning its descent behind the distant mountains while warm streaks of gold filtered through the palace gardens. The tension from the strategy meeting still lingered quietly through the halls of the palace, though for a brief moment, Aurelia allowed herself distance from it all.Her garden sat tucked behind the eastern wing, partially hidden by pale stone archways woven with ivy and climbing roses. It was quieter here. Removed from the movement of guards, servants, and endless reports that seemed to follow her no matter where she went. The air carried the soft scent of herbs and blooming flowers while the fading warmth of the day lingered over carefully maintained soil.Unlike the decorative gardens scattered throughout Valmere, this one served purpose.Every plant here had meaning.Rows of chamomile rested near the front beds, their small white petals swaying gently in the evening breeze. Lavender bloomed nearby in shade

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