Todos os capítulos de Her Three Wicked Mates: Capítulo 161 - Capítulo 170

Elara POVI pushed past Kaelen into the muggy summer morning heat. Spotting Claire, I rushed to my sour-faced friend and swept her into a hug. “How was the journey?”She squeezed me back. “Awful. The only thing worse than traveling with Greystone, is traveling with both him and Ash together. I got tired of their bickering and tried to ditch them a few times—that only seemed to make them angrier.” She sighed, pulling away and gazing over my shoulder. “Now that’s a fucking mansion. Holy shit balls.” She craned her neck. “Oh, and it comes with a piece of eye candy, I see. Who is that?”I spun around, following her gaze to Beau. “It sure does. Want me to introduce you to our host?”“Host?” She frowned. “I thought this was Kaelen’s house.”“It is. Sort of. Come on.” I looped my arm around hers and steered us toward Kaelen and Beau. “Claire, this is Beau Frost, Kaelen’s cousin and our gracious host.”She thrust out a hand. “Claire Nightling.”“Delighted to meet you.” Beau took her hand

Elara POVMy magic had saved me from Kaelen’s nightmare-influenced actions. It had come out of my hands, and now I was on a mission to repeat the experience—minus the life-threatening part. Maybe practicing spell work would give me an outlet for the anger that continued to course through me. At least the three of them had been wise enough not to follow me down the hallway.I rounded a corner and found the man I needed. “Grey,” I barked.The Sinful Saints’ leader swung his shaved, tattooed head in my direction and quirked a brow at my tone. He finished his conversation with Shadow, his second in command, then gave me his full attention.“I need your help. The other night, magic came out of my fingers. I want to make it happen again. And yes, I’ve tried on my own, but it’s not working.” I gazed up at the broad-shouldered, mountain of a man.“Well, what made that happen the other night?” he asked, and I blanched. “Never mind. Let’s go outside.” He led the way downstairs.We entered the

Lysander POVAnd then in my second year, I accidentally flooded my entire dorm.Beau hooted a laugh as he regaled us with stories of his time at the Academy.I had to admit, for a pompous as fuck Fae, I kind of liked him. I mean the guy was a total high society douche, and we had nothing in common other than being outcasts, but with each day we spent here he grew on me—just a little.“Your turn,” he said, grinning down the length of the table. “I’m sure you troublemakers have all kinds of fun school yard stories to tell, not to mention a ton of juicy secrets from back in the day. Come on. Dish.”I rolled my eyes. Who the fuck said “dish”? Gossipy Fae lordlings, apparently. I glanced over at Kaelen, realizing that category now included him. Well, it had always included him, but now we finally knew about it. I couldn’t believe he never told us he was some Fae aristocrat, with a manor house and a fortune. The fuck?The guy didn’t seem to be having fun at dinner this evening, though it wa

Elara POVVee was up in the highest tower of Frost Manor. She’d used either her witch or Fae magic, maybe both, to activate the cube and it projected energy upward and outward. Its golden light surrounded us.Lysander and Xavier sat on either side of me as the three of us faced Vee. “Will this protect us?” I asked her. “You’re sure of it?”She bobbed her head. “I’m absolutely positive.” Vee pointed to where the cube floated in the center of the small room. “Remember how I mentioned there are only two of these in the world?”“Yes.”Xavier stiffened. “Vexx has the other one, doesn’t he?”“Very good.” Vee smiled at him. “Yes, the other Prophecy Fae is in possession of its twin. Now we are playing on an even field.”“Phineas. That’s his name,” I told her.Vee hummed. “It seems you’ve been busy digging up information as well, Elara. Phineas Moongrove. I’ve seen his face in my visions, but could never put a name to him until now. Thank you, child.”I nodded, storing away his full name for

Xavier POVBliss. Sheltered in Frost Manor, out in the middle of nowhere Georgia, we had a taste of what our lives could be like once we were free to live in peace. The warm, lazy summer days faded into heated nights with Elara in our arms. We shared her body, took and gave in equal measures until we were all exhausted, then did it all over again.Apart from our blissful love nest, everyone in the household seemed calmer. At any given time there were card games to join, magical shenanigans, and the distinct sounds of fucking behind, usually, closed doors. This time was a much needed reprieve. Yet it was only temporary. Deep down we all knew that, as the black cloud of the future hung over our heads.I strode along the main floor hallway, my dark sunglasses helping to keep out the worst of the head splitting sunlight. The only complaint I had was the beaming, constant sun. I’d become spoiled living in the Pacific Northwest for so many years, a place where the sun rarely dared to poke i