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“Good. You’ll need that.” That night, Frostveil went silent. Too silent. Elara lay awake, Mira sleeping against her chest, counting every breath. She felt the bond pulse with each heartbeat. Kael’s presence hovered at the edge of her awareness like a storm pressing against glass. She hated that part of her still recognized him. Still responded. A sharp knock came at the door. Rowan entered without waiting. “He crossed the outer ridge.” Elara swung her legs off the bed. “How long?”

My legs were beginning to protest and my eyes kept threatening to close, but I held my position, telling myself five more minutes each time. I finally gave in and retreated to my room, poured myself a glass of juice, and was just beginning to talk myself into letting it go for the night when I heard it. Footsteps. And laughter. I moved to the window before I even decided to. It was Rowan. And there was a woman beside him, his arm wrapped around her waist like it belonged there. They moved slowly, unhurried, like two people with nowhere to be. Then they stopped, right in the line of my window, right where I could see everything clearly, and Rowan pulled her in and kissed her.

“There’s been a misunderstanding. Elowen is upset - ” “Misunderstanding,” Elowen echoed, and tasted bile at the word. “No. Rowan’s first love is pregnant.” The court went still. Even the fountain seemed to pause. Elowen felt the words land in the air with weight. Felt them hit the runes. Felt them crawl up Rowan’s spine like cold water. Rowan’s face went pale beneath the glamored brightness of ceremony. “Stop.” Elowen kept going because stopping would be surrender. “She’s carrying his heir. And you - ” her gaze locked on him, “ - you kissed her in the woods as if my bond with you was already decided.”

Now that Grayson had abandoned me for Vivian Holloway, Declan wasn't going to stand back a second longer. He bent down, his broad chest casting a dark shadow over my plus-size frame, and pressed a firm, lingering kiss against my warm forehead. "You aren't going back to him, Rowan," he growled low against my skin. "You belong in the Hawthorne territory now." When I finally opened my eyes, my head felt surprisingly clear, but my pulse spiked the second I realized where I was. I was sitting in the middle of a massive king-sized bed inside an unfamiliar, dark-timbered suite. High vintage windows let in the crisp mountain sunlight, showing off an imposing, high-ranking Alpha layout without a sing

she said walking towards my bed, this woman has lost her mind, I didn't even spare her another glance I walked out of the room and started walking down the hallway. I don't even know where I am going, but as long as I am fat away from that witch everything would be okay, I turned the corner wanting to go to the south wing, but I froze when I saw Micah holding Rowan tight in his arms with her arms wrapped tight around him. I furrowed my brows as I watched him turn the corner, I don't even know what I am feeling, but I shouldn't be feeling anything right? I shouldn't care about that right? I am trying to find a way to break the mate bond so I shouldn't really care.

The memories tangled together until I couldn't tell where the nightmare ended and reality began. Sometime during the night...a soft knock echoed through my dreams. I didn't wake up. But the door opened just enough for someone to quietly look inside. Seeing Rowan asleep at last, Kael remained standing in the doorway for a moment, the exhaustion on Rowan's face hadn't disappeared, even in sleep. The bruises, the healing scratches and the shadows inside his eyes. They spoke of years of quiet suffering. Kael's eyes lingered for only a moment before he quietly closed the door again.

Warning! This chapter contains erotica. Reader discretion is advised. Chapter Seven. Aurelia’s POV. My skin burned… the exact spot where Torin’s tongue had touched tingled in a way that made me ache for him to do it again. What was wrong with me?! I need to get away from them. Before I could react, a low snarl rumbled out of Kaelen as his strong hand wrapped around my neck and turned my face to his, claiming my lips in the most possessive yet passionate kiss that sucked the air right out of my lungs.

Alex could feel the seconds flying by quickly and intensely, his sight was still locked on hers, and felt as though he knew what was coming. Rowan said nothing. Her actions spoke much louder. She reached up and grabbed hold of Alex’s collar, pulled him close, and kissed him. Alex was taken completely by surprise, but he immediately surrendered to it. He did not let go of his sword, but his free hand moved to her side. It did not last for more than a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity before they pulled apart. They looked into each other’s eyes, only inches away from each other; Alex’s ice cold, blue eyes and Rowan’s emerald one that gave off the soothing warmth of spring.