Bound by Fate: The Plus-Sized Fated Mate의 모든 챕터: 챕터 101 - 챕터 110

Chapter 101:Cassian’s POVHe wouldn't look at me when he came in, and that told me plenty before he'd opened his mouth.I had him brought to my study rather than the hall. Some reports don't need an audience."Speak plainly," I told him."My lord. I found the house." He kept his eyes down, voice even, though I could hear what it cost him to hold it there. "There was a fight. A significant one.""Any bodies?""None, my lord. Not a single one left behind." He paused, and I let the silence sit rather than fill it for him. "The garden in the Estate was scorched black in a wide circle, the grass burned clean to the roots in places. A well cracked through at the rim, like something had torn straight up out of it. There were scotch marks on the stone walls of the house itself. And trenches in the earth, deep, running in straight lines toward the house, as though the ground itself had split open and closed again."I kept my face still. Years of practice had made that less a skill now than a r

Chapter 103: Aneira's POVThe air had that particular bite to it that meant the season was tipping toward something colder, and I pulled my cloak tighter as I walked, my boots finding the path without much help from my eyes. I'd walked it enough times now that my feet knew it better than I did, every root, every place the ground dipped where rain liked to pool.My hand kept drifting to my throat. I'd catch it there, fingers curled around the ruby, and make myself drop it back to my side, only for it to creep back up a few minutes later like it had a will of its own. I didn't examine too closely why. I think some part of me already knew I was walking toward a conversation I'd been avoiding since the garden, not just with the witches but with myself, and my hands apparently had opinions about that even when the rest of me was still pretending otherwise.The trees thinned the way they always did right before the clearing opened up, and I slowed without meaning to, my stomach doing someth

Chapter 105: Kale's POVI woke to Aneira's mouth on my throat, and every single thought in my head went straight south at once.She'd gotten there first, straddling my hips, her hair falling loose around both of us, and when I opened my eyes she was already grinning down at me like she'd been waiting for exactly this reaction."Good morning.""It is now." I pulled her down properly, caught her mouth with mine, and felt her laugh turn into a soft, needy sound against my lips the second my hands found her waist and slid lower. She arched into me, hot and shameless, and the sound she made went straight to my cock."You're insatiable," she murmured, nipping at my jaw."You started it.""I did." Her hips rolled against mine, grinding down, and she pressed her mouth to my ear, voice gone low and unguarded. "I need you, Kale."Every rational thought I owned went straight out of my head. I groaned, low and rough, and flipped us in one hard motion, pinning her beneath me, her breath catching s

Chapter 107: Cassian's POVSleep had become a negotiation rather than a certainty.I lay awake most nights now turning the same handful of facts over and over, the way a man worries a loose tooth with his tongue even though he knows it only makes the ache worse. Kale alive. Kale armed with proof. I had built a life on the discipline of thinking clearly through fear rather than around it, and lately I found that discipline costing me more than it used to, the way any tool wears thin with overuse.Varik brought the confirmation himself, rather than send it through a servant, and I understood before he'd opened his mouth that it wasn't going to be the kind of news either of us wanted to receive standing up."Silver Moon has committed," he said. "Formally. The council voted it through two days past. They're not simply defending their borders anymore, Cassian. They're preparing to march."I had expected this. I had told myself, for longer than I was proud of, that expecting a thing properl

Chapter 109: Kale’s POVThe garden behind the main house was cold stone and clipped hedge and, at the center, a round fountain that someone had been feeding water to for centuries. Two of Damian's guards stood under the arcade at the far end, near enough to watch, too far to hear. Lorian was already there. She had her back to the basin and her hands folded at her waist like she was waiting to be received, and she'd done nothing to hide the shadows under her eyes."I assumed my father refused you," she said."He tried.""He isn't used to that.""Neither am I."I crossed the flagstones and put the clasp on the rim of the basin. It clicked against the stone. She didn't touch it. Her eyes went to it and stayed."Where did you get that?""Off a man who came to my family's house with seven others, and chains made to hold a witch.""I don't know what you think I...""I haven't accused you of anything." I said it quietly. "Not yet. You can start wherever you like."She waited for me to say mo