Does Feyre End Up With Tamlin Or Rhys 소설 & 이야기

You could manipulate the mark to feel things. “Fenrir what have you done!” She demanded and sounded a little panicked. “Where are you going, undo this!” Tamara couldn’t believe what she was seeing. It was a very odd blood bond symbol and he’d done it with no ritual involved. Who was this man? She clearly didn’t know anything and how dare he do this to her! He barely knew her and bound her by blood to him? She did not belong to him, but he didn’t listen when she demanded he stop. He kept going out of the room. She jumped up to follow him and she was going to make him undo it.

I sneered at them, and it felt like the ideal moment to spill what was on my mind and hit back at Kaelen for being such a jerk. "Everyone," I said to grab their full focus, even though my sudden entry had already thrown them off. "I am Kaelen's mate," I declared, and their jaws hit the floor, like they hadn't expected me to blurt it out, but they had no idea I wasn't finished. "I, Lyra Collins, reject you Kaelen Campbell as my fated mate and I cut all ties to you, now and forever." The expressions of shock, hatred, and fury on every face gave me this strange kind of satisfaction.

"You did what?!" Rhys thundered as he loomed over his sister. "That's enough!" I snatched Rhys' arm, turning him to me. "She's okay as long as we keep an eye on her." "Right, because the fae will just forget a deal he's made." "The deal was for my virginity! He was paid!" Heather threw herself on the bed, groaning. "I was stupid. And I thought he would be at the Unseelie Court. He splits his time between the Seelie and Unseelie."

Their grey eyes met. He sensed what Lily was about to do, before maybe even the she-wolf knew herself. Even The Moon seemed to start weeping, as the air grew heavy, and the clouds opened up. Rain fell to the Earth, first in gentle drops, bathing the world anew, giving life. Or perhaps signaling the beginning of a new one, washing away the old. “Lily,” Grey pleaded. My tears mingled with the rain. The Alpha beneath me tightened his grip. “I’m sorry Grey. I…I’ll always love you, big brother. But The Moon has paired me with Rand for a reason. I choose him.”

The pack healed in Chapter 23, Lila's Mist soothing wounds, her sapphire eyes tearful but resolute, emotions of relief mingling with grief. Kael's confession deepened in Chapter 24, his past cult ties fully revealed, dimming his tattoo as Alya confronted him, Ember snarling, but love prevailing in forgiveness. Victory's glow in Chapter 25 sealed with a final love scene under stars, Alya and Kael's bodies entwining, tattoos blazing, passion a testament to growth.

The same day the blood moon would be at its fullest. The universe had a sense of timing. I pulled out my phone and texted an unknown number….the guy I’d hired to help me get Tamara alone. Wednesday night. After the game. Get her to the warehouse. Everything depends on this. He texted back immediately. Done. I deleted the conversation and smiled. One week. That was all I needed. One week and Tamara Angel’s power would be mine. Garrett would lose his hearing and his Alpha title. Lucas would finally understand what it meant to lose something he thought was his.

As Rhys and I kissed, the tension dissipated, replaced by a sense of unity. But our moment was short-lived when Talia interrupted. Talia's expression transformed to my surprise. "Wait!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with desperation. Rhys and I parted, our eyes locked on Talia. "What now, Talia?" Rhys asked, his tone wary. Talia took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice trembling. "I know I've been cruel. But I couldn't help it." Her eyes locked onto Rhys. "I loved you, Rhys," Talia confessed. "You were my fiancé. We were meant to be together."

Compared to me, who would be turned into the talk of the werewolf kingdom, their laughingstock, the Luna without a crown, the luna in name, he got it easier. It was a lose-lose situation. And the motive? To force me into giving up, into rejecting him, and dissolving the union. That way, he could be with Amery, the Luna of his choice. After dissecting the situation, foreign calmness washed over me. I guess peace came with clarity. There was relief after I stopped looking back at the past that we once had. After I came to terms with the fact that the current Rhys wasn't the same Rhys that I once knew, the Rhys that once promised to always protect me, shield me, all the storms settled.

With his arms trapping her escape routes, Talia found herself in between Liam’s muscled and tanned arms while her back was against the backdoor. Anyone could see them in this compromising position! With the intention to push his chest away, Talia realized that it was a wrong move when her palms seemed to be scalded the moment she touched his chest! She immediately retracted her hands as she looked away, avoiding his hot minty breath fanning over her face. “Bro, we are going to battle and here you are still having a sweet time with our mate.” Alpha Rhys’ playful voice made Talia looked at the other direction where the voice was coming from. She could see that Rhys was grinning playfully like

The wind howled, pushing me deeper into the forest. Ahead, Kaya stood, waiting for me. His eyes glowed, not with love, but with something darker like obsession. I tried to run, but the trees closed in, the branches tangled around my arms, pulling me back. Kaya reached out, his hand grabbed mine. His touch was burning, too hot, too tight. “You’re mine,” he whispered. “Forever.” “No!” I screamed, trying to pull away, but his grip tightened. Behind him, another person appeared—the Fae who granted my wish. He laughed, his eyes were sparkling like stars.