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Everyone else just kind of stood silently, gawking at the two of them. "What the fuck is going on?" Rhys asked, looking angry. "We are having a few drinks out. Just us girls." Fi said. "I need to have some girl talk." Pearl was thankful for Fi's understanding and defense of her. Rhys looked at Pearl and his face changed. He now looked at her with an almost pleading look in his eyes. His pride was still there but he looked worried. Fi grabbed her hand and out the door they went.

and couldn't fight back. The tent flap opened, and the Blood Pact suddenly flared in my chest like a lightning strike. Rhys stepped in, his golden Alpha eyes narrowing as he scanned the room. He didn't just see me; he felt me. The sheer, suffocating heat of my rage was so thick in the air he practically had to push through it to reach the table.

"Rhys, High Lord of the Night Court, Ruler of Velaris, is a handsome guy with a dark aura and violet eyes. Girls go crazy for him, but people are scared of him. He is so perfect, Noah, that I could not help but fall for him. He is so pure and handsome, so fierce yet gentle. Feyre is one lucky girl. "I kept on blabbering about a fictional character that I could feel he is so jealous ,through the bond. "Are you bothered by him?" I asked teasingly. "Why would I?" he questioned in a reply. "Why not?" I ask him. "Because Moon Pie," he said, carousing the side of my body along my chest down to the stomach. It sent shivers through my body. "He cannot caress you the way I can," he said.

I felt lightheaded, on the verge of collapsing. Then, a cool touch on my arm, firm and steady. Rhys. He had moved swiftly, silently, appearing at my other side, his presence a stark contrast to Kieran’s agitated heat. His dark eyes, usually so serene, were sharp, analytical, watching me intently. He didn’t question, didn’t demand. He simply observed, and a strange calm, a tiny eddy in the internal storm, flowed from his touch. “She’s reacting to something deeper,” Rhys murmured, his voice low, directed at Xavier, but his gaze remained fixed on me. “Something beyond the mate bond.”

He stood there stiffly, surrounded by broken champagne flutes, and Thorne stood to the side, a smirk on his lips. "What's going on?" I asked again, fear creeping into my heart. Rhysand didn't reply. His eyes looked away. Thorne's gaze met mine, his lips tugged into a mischievous smile. "Ah, Ms. Hayes, good to see you… we were just talking about you." I didn't wait for him to finish as I rushed toward Rhysand. "Rhys, what's going on?" He didn't respond immediately. "What happened?" I asked breathlessly, reaching out to touch him.

Rhys's face froze, a flicker of a memory in his eyes. The year I turned eighteen, the Rossi family heir began to pursue me relentlessly, declaring that I was a woman now and he was going to marry me. Rhys got blind drunk when he heard the news. On a stormy night, he stole the five-generation Griffin family ring, stumbled into my bedroom, and called my name with a trembling voice. "Please wear it," he'd choked out, his voice trembling. "Maeve, remember, once you put this on, you belong only to me."

I turned to him and before sanity could intervene, I caught Rhys by the jaw too and crashed my lips on his. Unlike Dante, Rhys kissed back immediately. Hungry. Shameless. His fingers slid into my hair pulling me closer while whistles, shrieks, and horrified cries exploded around us. I could barely contain myself nor could I stand properly when my lips left his… Rhys didn't let me take a step away from him as I slowly turned to where Silas stood at the altar, his face now drained of color. “What the hell is going on here?” He screamed. A slow smile made its way to my face, “Why don’t you tell us all of your affairs with my sister first?”

Freya Rose I flew into the woods as soon as I arrived in redwood meadows. I descended, then calmly prepared myself to meet Kali. It wasn't long before Mina could smell Finnley, and we followed the scent until we saw a large van and a car. I approached cautiously, I knew she wouldn't dare hurt me, because the council needed me, but I didn't know if she'd done anything to Finn. “Freya, I'm glad you finally came to your senses,” Kali said sarcastically as she exited the van.

“She is a freelance photographer and currently contracted with a small perfume house called Boom Verce. Hasn't worked any other job apart from photography. She has two close friends and shares a modest apartment with one. Her Only living parent is her father…” He paused just long enough to look at the name again “Henry Kane” Rhys stopped walking. His assistant nearly bumped into him. “Sir?” Rhys turned his head slowly. His voice was quiet, but it carried an edge that made the younger man straighten. “What did you just say?”

It was only then I could see how red-rimmed and swollen they were; the eyes of someone who has spent the past couple of hours weeping. I pulled back my powers immediately, having achieved nothing but making her afraid. Her mind was still an impenetrable wall, only now she regarded me with wariness and suspicion. “Feyre.” I tried again, my voice soft “Please tell me what's wrong.” Her lips trembled, her eyes looking away. It was a long moment before she finally spoke. “One of the men from the feast…” She started and I braced, not wanting to let my anger control my response. I stayed completely still and silent, letting her finish.