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140. THE OWNER OF THE CASTLE
NARRATORLifting her skirt, she nearly ran to her father's carriage."Tell me, tell me, daughter, did you confirm it?" The old man, with his long beard streaked with brown and gray, looked at his daughter with piercing green eyes as she entered his resting quarters.Laila closed the small door behind her and sat on the soft blanket, her face filled with excitement."Yes, yes, father! I confirmed it! She has a small red tattoo on her inner thigh, almost reaching her intimate area—a teardrop shape, or something like that," Laila recalled from when she examined Celine under the guise of tending to her wounds."I knew it! The Goddess is on our side. Such good fortune," the old sorcerer patted his thigh in satisfaction while taking a drag from his pipe."I've prepared the spell. You must make sure it enters her body—you can't fail!""But father, are you sure it won’t harm her? I feel a little bad about this... she and her brother saved me back then," Laila frowned, doubt creeping back into
141. INTERNAL DISPUTES
GABRIELLE“No, no, sweetheart, you must have absolute control over your magic, not let it come out by instinct,” I explain to Valeria while we practice in the living room.“You can't wait until you're in a desperate situation to react. Try bringing out your raven wings now... no, no... but without the full transformation, just the wings…”We spent quite some time practicing. I was determined to teach her everything I knew, everything I inherited from my mother and her mother before her.“Let’s take a break, don’t wear yourself out too much, and take care of the baby.” We stopped, and soon I felt her pour water into a glass.I thought she was going to drink it, but instead, her warm presence approached me, and the cold glass was pressed against my lips.“Drink, you've been talking too much; your lips look pale.” My soul melts at her care.My greatest fear had always been that she would reject me and reproach me for believing she was abandoned, but my Valeria is too good-hearted.“Mothe
142. I DO WHAT YOU WANTED
GABRIELLEWhen I entered the room, I was prepared for the sweet assaults of my mate.No matter how much my mind resisted, the chemistry of the bond was always present.I opened the door, and immediately, the delicious scent hit my nose—much stronger and muskier.Quinn had been training outside.I imagined him sweating, his bulging muscles exposed under some combat shirt. I had to admit, I was dying to run my eyes over his body.However, the rustling sound of clothes reached my ears. I thought he was getting ready to take a bath, but then his steps didn't head toward the bathroom.“Quinn, what are you doing?” I asked, saying his name the way he liked so much.“I’m going to sleep in another room to let you rest. You don’t need me watching over you so closely anymore,” he replies, and his dry tone makes me tense up.What’s going on? Just this morning, he nearly ravished me with his morning erection when he woke up.“The Healer hasn’t said I’m fully recovered yet, I…” I trail off, realizi
143. THE CROWN IS OURS
CELINEI grit my teeth as sharp pain shoots through my senses, but I endure it. This isn’t the first serious wound I’ve had.By the time she finishes fifteen minutes later, I’m drenched in sweat, my clothes sticking to my body, and I’ve torn up my lower lip from biting it, but it’s true—the sharp pain from the beginning has faded.“You need to leave this on for a few days, and you’ll heal, don’t worry,” she explains, wiping her forehead tiredly.“Thank you so much, Laila. I don’t know how to repay you…”“I’m just returning your kindness,” she smiles, and I return the gesture out of courtesy.“By the way, get plenty of rest, Celine. Tonight, we’ll pass near the place you want to go. You need to be ready to run into the forest.”I nod, thanking her again. I finish the broth and lie down to wait for my chance while the caravan continues on its way, the wheels rattling over the dirt road.Laila stays with me for a while, and when we stop again, now at night, she gets off and signals for m
144. IN THE HUNTER'S NETS
CELINEI ran swiftly through the underbrush, my long braid swaying with my movement.Foxes darted out of their dens, searching for nocturnal prey to hunt, while all sorts of insects made strange noises as I passed by.The forest was coming to life, and soon, amidst its sounds, I also heard voices—but not the ones I was looking for."Celine, don’t go that way, they’re Vampires!" my wolf warned, and I came to an abrupt stop, looking around for a way to escape without running straight into an ambush.“Hey!” a shout jolted me back into action, and I bolted to the right, following my instincts.Once again, I was being chased, and this time, those men were much faster than the ones before—they seemed like elite Vampires.With my wounded thigh and several of them close behind, it was obvious I wouldn’t get far.The wind howled past my ears when suddenly, my nose caught the scent of decay and something ancient."Veer left, quickly, Celine! Or we shift!" Mía warned me, and I always trusted her
145. IS THIS A WET DREAM?
CELINEWhere am I? Didn’t I fall asleep in the cemetery?“Mía.”“I’m here, but I don’t know where we are either. It looks like the inside of a dungeon. I smell something... interesting ahead of us.”Interesting? What kind of scent was that?I looked around, alert, and began walking through a dark corridor.This place felt so unreal. I ran my hands along the cold stone walls, the only sounds were my breathing and the click of my boots against the ancient floor.I didn’t know where I was going, blindly wandering through this dark labyrinth—or so I thought. In reality, something was pulling at my soul.Was I dreaming?The end of the corridor led to a heavy, ancient wooden door reinforced with blackened steel rivets and crossed by two thick iron bars, firmly locking it shut.If that weren’t enough, rusted but sturdy chains wrapped around the mess of locks, holding it all together.What the hell was behind that door? Whatever it was screamed danger, and I wasn’t about to find out.Dream or
146. ORDER ME FOR YOUR PLEASURE
CELINEI could imagine my dumb expression, completely mesmerized, as that handsome face—capable of tempting any woman—moved closer.He was going to kiss me, and I was going to let him!His tongue licked my upper lip before sucking on the lower one, savoring his prey.I let out a soft moan, and he slipped inside my mouth, exploring me with a burning kiss.Our tongues tangled and explored each other gently. Goddess, his mouth tasted like pure heaven.His hand slid to the back of my neck, deepening our kiss, while the other gripped my lower waist possessively, pulling me against his hard body.One of his knees pressed up between my legs, forcing me to straddle him on tiptoe, my boots barely touching the ground.“Mmm,” I moaned as my aroused core shamelessly rubbed against his thigh.Against my hips, his hardened erection pressed through the tattered remains of his clothes—he was practically naked.Wet, heated sounds echoed off the walls. I was losing myself in lust, my hands gripping his
147. DOMINATING MY ALPHA
CELINEI turned around, almost trembling, watching him stop a few feet away. The heavy chains dragged across the floor, still attached to the shackles on his hands, yet they didn’t seem to slow him down at all.Goddess, now that I could see him under the light, he looked even wilder, more dangerous—and absolutely irresistible. Almost naked, with that fierce erection pointing straight at me, barely covered by a few damp scraps of fabric clinging where the tip of his cock pressed against them.His eyes held me in their relentless grip, filled with an unwavering control over my will, like a predator who knew this prey was his, no matter what.“Because you bewitched me, that’s the answer. This is just some kind of cheap sexual dream. I don’t know who you are, but let me out of here! I don’t like having my mind played with!”“Then come to me, come to the castle, and I’ll be waiting for you right here. You know the way—follow it, and I’ll prove to you this isn’t just a dream.”“The castle?
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