Todos los capítulos de Bound By Blood: A Contract With The Sea Dragon: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

[Astasia’s POV]Later, I sit on a stool in front of a large mirror, taking in the reflection in front of me as if it is someone else and not me.The woman is wrapped in a large fluffy white robe, her dark hair hangs around her, still dripping with water from the torturous bath that she endured.Her skin is tan and peppered with freckles, it looks rough from the years of being exposed to the elements, but even then that tan does nothing to hide just how hollow her cheeks are.She’s too skinny, all skin and bones, and because she’s too skinny, her amber eyes look to almost bulge through her thick lashes.It’s an unsettling sight, not because it is clear that the woman was mistreated for so many years, but because I’m unable to find any semblance of the child I was before being taken to that goddess forsaken island. There’s nothing left her, only memories.“What to do with your hair?” Maid number one murmurs, drawing my attention from my own reflection, and to her gaze as she stands behi

[Iravan’s POV]I stare at the tiny woman in front of me, noting the way her lips twitch in annoyance, and her fists clench at her sides like she is actually going to do something.An interesting one, my mate was, that was for certain, and each time I saw her riled up, I just wanted to do it even more.“I’m sure they would be pretty fine once they’ve got some meat and muscle.” I tell her, and then feel a thrum of amusement as her scowl grows even more.“Stop staring at my legs,” she snaps, finally moving forward. “Actually, stop staring at me in general.”“Then where should I look?” I ask, slowly lowering myself into my chair once more. “Isn’t it rude to speak to someone without eye contact?”“Do you actually care what is or isn’t rude?”“Mind your tone, little mate.” I warn her. “I do believe I made it clear last night that there is a limit to my patience. Usually someone who spoke to me like you do would have already been thrown in the dungeon to repent on their actions for a few day

[Astasia’s POV]I fight the urge to grimace over all the bull shit that is spewing from my mouth.It’s for freedom and revenge. I tell myself while continuing to cling to the man beside me. Just remember that is what it is for.“What did you say?” The woman in front of me growls, her golden eyes flashing with anger.“I didn’t stutter.” I smile, while wondering if Iravan’s plan would actually work.Even now as I show this much damn attachment to Iravan and he plays along, she wasn’t budging. And what about their families?Honestly, I thought this was the most ridiculous thing ever, but desperate times called for desperate measures, and dammit, I was desperate.“Iravan,” the woman murmurs, her gaze snapping away from me. “I’ve had enough of your ridiculous joke.”“This isn’t a joke,” Iravan points out. “I’ve made it clear from the start that I don’t have any interest in this marriage, and yet despite that you managed to convince our fathers to go along with it. Don’t you see the issue?”

[Iravan’s POV]I frown as I watch my little mates expression shifts from determined to frustrated as her hand reaches up and touches the back of her neck. As it does, the frustration deepens, and when she pulls her fingers away, I spot a trace of magic on them.“What’s that?” I ask, nodding to her hand. “Are you trying to hide something?”“What?” She asks as I rise from my seat and make my way around the table, and when I’m directly behind her, I grab her hair and move it out of the way.“What?” I hiss, eyeing the scar on her skin that crudely stands. “What the hell is this?”It resembles something I’ve seen in the past, but I can’t quite place it, and before I can even try to figure it out, my little mate is pressing her hand against it.“What do you think you’re doing?” She demands, shooting up from her chair so it is left crashing to the floor. “Who said you could touch me?”She’s angry. Angrier than I had seen her yet, and that anger was coming from the fact I asked about that mar

TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains content that may not be suitable for all readers. Reader discretion is advised.[Iravan’s POV]A slow smile of satisfaction starts to spread across my face as I take in what my little mate has just said, but did she truly mean it? In the heat of the moment one would say something that they may end up regretting. It was only when the action was enforced that they realized just how horrible it was, but would my little mate be like those people, or would she be different?“Is that what you wish?” I slowly ask her, shifting my gaze to Yam who stands by waiting for my command. “For me to castrate that?”“Yes,” my little mate responds. “That way they can never destroy another person.”“If that’s what you want,” I smirk. “Then I’ll grant your request, Yam,” I continue, turning to my second in command. “Do bring me a knife.”“Yes, Lord Iravan,” he responds, turning and moving to grab what I’ve asked for.Satisfied, I turn my gaze to the men who glare at