All Chapters of Bonded to the Elf king: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ELOISEIn the hours to come, I understood what pain felt like. Lyara might have casted a spell to speed up the healing but I felt the pain in real time. I grew very familiar with all the shapes of pain.Time faded away slowly and I withered in the dungeon. I had cried and now there was no tears left for me. I kept thinking of ways to get out of this. Soon, they would drag me outside again to whip me. I couldn’t remain stuck in this endless circle. There had to be an end to it. Sleep evaded me and whenever it came, it was haunted with nightmares, memories of Lyara and Olpheus, making love. How could he not know who I was? How could he stand beside her and remain oblivious? All my love for him had bled away. All that remained was my rage, swelling heavily in my chest, swallowing me whole until there was nothing left. How could he do this to me? My wolf was long gone, retreated into herself, distorted from the magic and pain. I didn’t call for her. I wanted her to remain in me, where s

The rage simmered.It was the most surprising part.I thought I would hate Olpheus forever. I thought I would never be able to forgive him for the parts he played in my hurts, but slowly, the fire died out. It took me days to heal. My body had been stretched to its maximum capacity and broken. The lashings had ruined me, covered me with scars from head to toe, and now that Lyara wasn’t here, she couldn’t do her insane magic to make the scars fade. I didn’t want it to fade. I wanted it to remain on my skin– well, her skin. She had my body and I had hers. Another strange thing I felt in the days I took to heal was grief for my body. Lyara was petty and insane enough to purposely scar herself, scar my body out of spite. The grief spilled into every part of myself. Nollan’s home was as I remembered it. There were two bedrooms, and a cozy living room. It was nestled close to the woods, and every morning, I woke up to the sounds of the birds and a stream. A stream I had been unable to vi

OLPHEUSI frowned, caught off guard by Zipphora’s words, by the spite in her tone. “What am I doing here? I told you I was coming with Eloise –”She cut me off, getting up. “Not you, Olpheus, her.” She pointed her finger at Eloise and hissed like a cat. “What are you doing here?” Eloise looked at me, eyes filled with confusion. “I … I … what is she talking about, my love? Wasn’t she aware I would be here with you?” “It is alright, I have this under control.” I assured her softly, and stepped forward. “What is going on Zipphora? This is Eloise. You know Eloise. You like Eloise. So, what is this new attitude?”Zipphora refused to look at me, and snarls, “Get out of here, you fucking bitch! Right now, or I am going to rip your black heart from your chest! GET OUT OF HERE!”She lunged at Eloise abruptly and my eyes widened in horror. I moved Eloise out of the way easily, and pushed Zipphora back, hard enough for her to stagger before finding her footing.“Oh, hell. She … she is going t

ELOISEI stayed outside for as long as I could. I only returned inside when he went hunting, but the awkwardness remained in the air, hanging over us like a dirty sock. It was exhausting and I didn’t know what to do about it. By the time night fell, he had returned, and I had to join him. Staying in the cold helped put my heat at bay, but the second I walked back into the house, it surged in me, almost making me groan in annoyance. “How did your day go?” He asked, staring at me awkwardly. I nodded, hating the moment because he had to put balm on me again. I could feel the pain return because he didn’t massage it for long in the morning. Exhaustion racked through me and it made me want to cry. I hated every moment of this. I hated it so much. This wasn’t the plan. I shouldn’t be in this position but I trusted Olpheus enough and this was where it landed me. “I know this is the last thing you want right now, but I have to massage the balm into your skin so it can heal. I am very sorr

OLPHEUSI stared at her face as she slept, willing myself to see my Eloise in her but all I saw was her sister. My magic was still weakened from the hit I had taken at Zipphora’s magic room, but I could feel it thurmming in my veins. It was never far out of reach. It was always there, ready for me to wield it, and yet, all I had enough to go on were Zipphora’s words, Nolan’s anger, and this woman, who claimed she was Eloise. Could it be true? Was my mate trapped in her devious sister body? How could I not have sense the magic?I knew I had lost a significant amount when I brought her back to the world, but I should have been able to sense it. Our mate bond led me here which meant something was here. She shifted in her sleep, her eyes fluttering open. She looked around the room, until her gaze found mine.My heart stuttered hard in my chest, and I bent, running my hands through her hair.“Please,” she writhed, heat spreading under her skin. Her cheeks were flushed, and it spread to