All Chapters of The Grand Tutor's Replacement Bride : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

27 Chapters

Seduced By A Guard

He did not look like the men of this kingdom.Where the men of Naderlands were broad, built, and rough with strength, he was tall, lean, and refined, like a scholar rather than a warrior.The people of Naderlands had skin colors ranging from olive to beige, to sun-warmed tan, and in the outskirts, their skin was deep brown. But Talahei belonged to none. His skin was paler than any I had ever seen. It reminded me of the warm milk I bathed in. His eyes mirrored the blue river before us. The length of his ash hair was just below his earlobe, combed back, sleek and fine… He was… beautiful. Dangerously so.The dark robes he wore fit him too perfectly, like he was born with them. For a moment, I forgot to breathe. I forgot where I was. And worse, I forgot who I was supposed to be.A sharp pinch on my waist snapped me back to myself.I almost cried out. It was a sudden and cruel sting from a needle digging into my skin from behind. When I turned to who? It was Nanny Hagar. The sharp, h

Punishment On The Ship

The door had barely shut behind us when I felt the air in the cabin change.Delilah grabbed me without warning, sending me crashing to my knees. The loud thud echoed through the confined space, pain shooting up my legs.I swallowed the cry that was about to erupt from my throat. “You shameless whore,” Nanny Hagar spat, storming to stand before me.She pointed a finger in my face, her eyes filled with cold authority. “Did you think this Nanny is so old to not see what you tried to do?”I looked up at her, not entirely sure what she meant, but I didn’t ask.There was no point.“Throwing yourself at a mere guard the moment you set your eyes on him?” she continued, voice sharp with disgust. “Have you no sense of dignity? Or are you truly so desperate?”Delilah’s nails dug into my shoulders.She was an omega, but omegas were not weak. They were trained to defend their masters, especially those who served nobles.So her grip on a wolfless, defenseless person like me felt like an iron grip.

Linnea

My strength was slipping faster from my limbs, my struggles grew weaker, turning into nothing more than small, helpless movements.Somewhere above me, distant and detached, I heard Nanny Hagar’s voice.“Pathetic.”And just as my body began to go limp, the needle was gone and the bag was yanked off.Air rushed towards me like a waterfall. I sucked in a breath so violently it hurt, my lungs screaming as they filled too quickly.I coughed, choked, gasped, my body trembling uncontrollably as I tried to drag in more air.It burned.Everything burned.My chest. My throat. My fingers. My entire body.I coiled on the cold floor, sweat soaking my skin. My hair clung to my face as I struggled to steady my breathing.As I remained on the floor, unmoving, I tried to redirect my mind from the pain, wishing the sway of the ship would take the pain away. Wishing the soft clap of the waves against the sea would lull me to sleep and I'd forget this pain. But nothing could shut out the sharp, violent

Identity Exposed

I didn't know how long I stayed in bed. My finger was healed, but my body isn't whole. I was hungry. Nanny Hagar had been using starvation as another form of punishment. I ate once every two days. They'd bring in good, let the aroma wrap around the cabin. They'd make me watch while they ate. After so many days, I looked hungry and exhausted. “The ship has docked, my lady.”Delilah’s voice cut through the silence as she approached the bed.I didn’t move immediately. I didn't have the strength to. Delilah stopped beside the bed, looking down at me with cold eyes. “Get up,” she ordered sharply. “We’ve arrived at the Grand Preceptor’s island.”I pushed myself up slowly. My arms trembled under my weight. My body protested the movement, but I didn’t stop.The world tilted slightly as I sat up, but I steadied myself, gripping the edge of the bed.“Wash her,” Nanny Hagar’s voice came from behind, as cold and sharp as ever. “Make sure she looks presentable. The Grand Preceptor will not

Grand Preceptor’s Punishment

The guard who spoke, cleared his throat. “He was bestowed with an honorable title by the Grand Preceptor. On this island, he's second only to the Grand Preceptor himself. He has authority to carry out The Grand Preceptor’s will.” He added, “So, when you disrespect him, you disrespect the lord above him.”Nanny Hagar and Delilah dropped to their knees, paralyzed with fear. “…Forgive us, milord, this servant meant no disrespect,” Nanny Hagar’s voice trembled, barely audible over the pounding of my own heart. Her hands shook as she pressed them together, bowing her head lower than I thought possible.Delilah mirrored her, lips parted as if to speak, eyes wide, and her entire body rigid as a statue of obedience. I watched them, my heart pounding with excitement. It felt good seeing them reduced to nothing. I never knew that watching your enemies hit a rock button that backfired could he so appealing. Slowly, something I feared to ever have, stirred in my heart again. Hope. Ambition. P

Chapter 16: Leaping For Joy

Grand Preceptor’s POV. He punished them because they didn’t talk his wife into leaving the cabin and breathing air that was not thick with memories of the Crown Prince. He punished them because they allowed his wife to keep reminiscing about what no longer mattered, instead of prepping her for her new life with him, so much so she became thinner, pale, and couldn't even walk properly. His lady had thought that she carried herself well, but the Grand Preceptor noticed details she didn't even expect. He did not have to see her face to know that she was burning into her last energy reserve. From the way she was too careful with her steps, as though each step had to be negotiated with her own body. The slight tremor in her hand, when he held it. The way her fingers pressed ever so subtly against her sleeve, as if grounding herself. All of that, and more told him she'd been starving herself in that cabin. He assumed, not knowing the truth was far from that. After minu

The Scars

I had forgotten that my back is a house of scars. Old scars from whipping at the temple and old and new scars from blades used to draw my blood every month. The blood cleansing happened on every full moon, when the entire continent believed were special days for the goddess to accept all prayers and send down blessings. Using the moon calendar, those days were the three nights in the middle of each month. However, for the past three months that I was unconscious, I didn't know if my blood had been drawn. Considering how much I meant nothing to them, it was likely they used my blood even while I was in that state… “Milady,” the head maid's voice broke through my thoughts. I blinked myself to reality, moving my gaze around. Their eyes were on me, filled with shock, unspoken questions, and what I couldn't name. But not disgust. I understood what they were thinking. A noble lady like Lady Jeanine Lesley, with a Silver-coated Alpha wolf, the kingdom’s hope, wasn’t supposed

Chapter 18: A Meal So Different

Sitting in the dining hall, I watched the maids continuously place dishes before me. Most of which I had never seen before. The long table seemed to stretch endlessly, its polished surface quickly disappearing beneath porcelain dishes, silver trays, and carved bowls that carried the scent of warmth, spice, and something far richer than anything I had ever known. For a moment, I just stared. This wasn’t a meal. It was a feast. “My lady,” Head Maid Lira’s voice came gently from beside me, as though she had already anticipated my stillness. “These are dishes prepared to restore your strength, after the long journey. Please, allow me to introduce them.” How did she know that I needed them to be introduced? I nodded quietly. She gestured to the first dish placed closest to me. The only dish I was familiar with. “This is white jade rice, grown in the eastern valleys of Archeon. It is softer than common grains and easier on the stomach.” I followed her hand, my gaze settling on the

Wedding Night

I spent the rest of the day contemplating how the night would be. The Grand Preceptor still hadn't seen me yet. I'd asked Head Maid Lira about him and she smiled, telling me he'd see me soon. Sitting quietly by the window, I watched the Linnea garden. The way they danced softly to the wind, for some reason, made the tension on my shoulders relax.I let my mind wander around. I thought about what Jeanine was doing right now, whether the Crown Prince knew I'd replaced Jeanine, about what lies my parents would tell the kingdom this time.Would they hide Jeanine forever, or what? Truly, I couldn't think of how my father intended to deceive the kingdom and the Grand Preceptor’s people for long. Even if the old man died, his people would be furious when the truth about the bride's replacement saw the light of day. I sighed for the umpteenth time, rose from the window and tried to sleep. But even as the soft begins hugged me delicately, reminding me that hay was the worst kind of bed a

The Huge Misunderstanding

The door opened and closed. There was silence at first, then I heard his footsteps approaching. My palms felt clammy.Each step he took sounded louder than it should have. It pressed against my nerves like a heavy weight.I held my breath, my gaze fixed on my hands resting on my lap. I did not dare to look up. Previously, I was not afraid of death, but now that I had a slow hunger for revenge, I suddenly did not want to die. Not yet. I did not want to offend this old man, so I tensed, waiting for him to unveil me and consummate whatever this was. He stopped before the foot of the bed, then reached for my veil and pulled it off. My gaze trailed from his legs up. This was not the built of an old man. He was wearing dark sleeping robes, lazily draped over his shoulders. His abdomen and chest were bare, revealing well defined lines around his stomach. His pale skin was tight and firm. For some reason, it made my mouth water. But when our eyes locked, I jolted. “Ta–Talahei…?!” Hi

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