Todos os capítulos de Marked By Pain, Crowned By Power: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Seravyn POVThe clearing reeked of blood, sweat, and churned-up dirt. My lungs burned as I tried to steady my breathing while I still had the stick clutched tightly in my trembling hands. As if I used it for anything.The last rogue was still laying motionless a few feet away, but from all indications, the real storm was just beginning.Caelrix was standing like a conqueror in the middle of the whole chaos with his six foot five, broad-shouldered, tattooed body frame covered in blood that grew clearer under the fading light. From the look in his eyes as they locked onto Zoriven’s, I knew he wasn't backing down easily.He was already spotting that familiar cocky tilt of his chin, and that particular way his lips curled into a mocking smile.Images of the past all hit me like a fresh wound.Zoriven stood a short distance away, looking ever so calm but still looking undeniable powerful. His clothes were torn in several places, yet he carried himself with that steady, grounded authorit

Caelrix POVI knew exactly what she meant and I knew I couldn't avoid it this time around.So, I actually have been avoiding getting too close to Thessaly since I couldn't wrap my mind around anything.But now? I guess I'm done hiding. If she wants that part of me, she better be ready.“What is it? You also don't have the energy to go?” Thessaly whispered and the words snapped the last thread holding me back. I didn’t know what was happening around me again as I crashed my lips into hers in a fierce, demanding kiss, sliding my tongue against hers as I tasted the lingering sweetness of wine on her lips. She moaned softly into my mouth, threading her fingers through my hair and pulling me closer with her body arching up to press against mine.I needed this. Needed to bury myself in her heat and forget the sting of Seravyn’s rejection still echoing in my mind.Thessaly let her hand drop low, rubbing my already hard crotch through my trousers. She smiled against my lips, rubbing it fas

Seravyn POVFor a moment there, the air between us felt alive.Zoriven’s face was so close I could feel the warmth of his breath brushing my skin. His eyes held mine, deep and steady, carrying something I couldn’t quite name at the moment.It felt more like he was giving me a chance, like he was giving me the room to make a choice whether we go on or not.I could feel his hands and legs shaking against the table and could see his lips twitching as he got ever so close.But in all these, he didn't rush things, he didn't push for what his body seemed to crave, he gave me a choice, that made my heart stutter.My pulse thundered in my ears and for one suspended moment, everything else disappeared.It all vanished from my head, the attack, Caelrix’s rage, the weight of the past. All wiped away.There was only the soft glow of the library lights and the faint scent of old books with wildflowers drifting through the open window.Then there was the magnetic pull drawing us closer.My lips par

Seravyn POVWe had already started walking when the questions began burning in my chest.The path seemed to grow wider as we moved away from the training grounds. It was lined with wildflowers swaying under the soft morning breeze. Zoriven walked beside me with that steady pace he always had. I had to push to keep up at some point as I took two steps to match his stride per time.His hands were clasped loosely behind his back and with every few steps, our arms brushed lightly, sending small sparks across my skin. I kept my eyes on the path ahead, but my mind was racing with thoughts.Should I ask him?The memory of waking up in that beautiful room, in clothes that weren’t mine, still felt unreal. The wardrobe filled with perfectly fitted dresses. The way I had no memory of getting into bed. Part of me wanted answers. The other part was afraid of what those answers might reveal — and what they might change between us.Zoriven’s voice broke the silence first in a warm and casual way.

Seravyn's POVTo close the space.To reach out, to end this torture, to seal this pull. I could feel it, I could taste it already on my lips, everything narrowed down to his warm hands that rested firmly on my waist beneath the water. Then to my palms that pressed flat against his bare chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart beneath his smooth and heated skin. The steam still curled around us as our faces hovered inches apart. I could feel his breath brushing against my lips. My pulse hammered so loud in my ears that I could hear it over the gentle lap of water against the rocks.For one dizzying second, everything melted into the space between us.But his face flashed across my face. I had been dealt with once for believing in love so fast, what good would it do me to accept another so fast?So I swallowed hard. Then forced a shaky laugh and tilted my head back just enough to break the spell.“Wait — did you bring me here just so you could stare at me like this?” I teased wi