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She woke up in a dimly lit room that smelled like it had been sprayed with gallons of floral perfume. There was some sort of incense burning on a high stool beside the doorway. Erin was surprised to find herself alone in this strange room. She had expected that at least one of the other women would be here with her, but now she didn’t know what to do. Should she just lay there and wait for someone to come into the room to tell her what to do, or should she go outside and find out what was going on.The latter option seemed more appealing to her, so she got up and tiptoed to the doorway to lift the flap and look outside. To her disappointment, the door led to the place where she and Nikjin had shared a meal earlier. The place was empty but there were torches everywhere, lighting the place up at full blaze. She heard muffled male voices outside but she couldn’t make out the words of their conversation.Determined to find out what was going on, she made her way across the room to the oth
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Inside Nikjin’s luxurious longhouse, they sat opposite each other but said nothing. While Nikjin was immersed in his thoughts, Erin wondered why his entire community was eerily quiet. She knew that the time was probably somewhere between midnight and 1 a.m. judging by the time she slept and when she woke up, and by the level of darkness outside. It has hard to tell the time accurately in a place that had no clocks or watches.Still, why were there no sounds of owls hooting in the distance? Or dogs barking somewhere? Or a baby crying? Come to think of it, she didn’t see any children when she came here yesterday. The place was teeming with adults but no children. Where were the kids?She glanced at Nikjin and saw that he was still deep in thought, staring off into the distance while stroking his beardless chin as the wheels turned behind his eyes. Erin was tired of this creepy quietness. She felt as if she was sitting in a graveyard and that thought bothered her. She needed to bring lif
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Erin did not believe that it was possible for her to be even more confused, but she was. “Immortal? That’s impossible,” she said.“Have you not heard that nothing is impossible?” He asked smugly.“How… how did you – ““Become immortal?” He completed her question. “Well, thanks to Zokman, we both unlocked the power of eternal life a long time ago. For every child I have lost, I have gained additional years to my life.”His last statement didn’t make an iota of sense to her, so she asked, “What do you mean by that?”He leaned back in his seat and made himself very comfortable before speaking again. “You see, after years of seeking great knowledge from his powerful ancestors in the spirit realm, Zokman told me that I could attain immortality by drinking the blood of my unborn. That is why I take the life of any female who ever becomes pregnant with my child and I take the unborn baby’s blood to be used in an immortality ritual.”Erin thought she would faint. She had never heard anything
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“Is it true?” Cheyenne asked her with eyes as huge as saucers. “Has my lord agreed to let you see your mate?”Erin nodded her head vigorously ins response to the question because she was too happy to even speak. She and the sister wives were sitting in their designated hut, whiling away the morning after they’d had a light breakfast prepared by Mizzah, the youngest female amongst them.“Zokman has just informed me that I am to take you to the portal entrance at his signal,” Cheyenne continued. “Tell me, how did you convince our lord to let you see your mate?”“To be honest, it is a long tale, but I will summarize it to say that he probably wants to impress me.”Her response sparked a change in Cheyenne’s countenance and the other women also gave her a sharp look.“Our lord wants to impress you?” Cheyenne asked with obvious disdain. “Why?”Erin became uncomfortable with the way the ladies were shooting daggers at her with their eyes. She had forgotten that these females were Nikjin’s l
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From somewhere inside of the black hole that she had sunk into, Erin heard Cheyenne calling her name and saying something to her, but she could not hear what was being said and she did not care. She wanted to die, but death had eluded her. The initial numbness she felt after witnessing Danshak’s gruesome death has worn off and was now replaced by crushing grief that left her breathless at times. It was as if she was getting stabbed in the heart with a sharp dagger each time she remembered how Nikjin ripped her mate apart like a piece of rag.“You cannot continue like this, Edvana,” said Cheyenne softly. “Please, drink this herbal brew I made for you. It will give you strength.”“For what?” She asked, and was surprised to hear how strangely her voice sounded. It was as if someone else was speaking through her. Was that Edvana’s voice or was it hers?“I know you feel as if you have nothing more to live for but you have to remember that the rest of your mate’s family are still in captivi
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She was led into Nikjin’s lair by an uncharacteristically joyous Cheyenne who has been in a good mood since their last conversation in the hut earlier today. When Erin came face-to-face with her mate’s killer, she thought her knees would buckle with fear but instead, her stomach clenched and her spine stiffened in anticipation of what he might say or do to her.He was fully dressed in a heavily decorated brown leather vest, a pair of breeches, and a headdress with feathers and beads. His upper arms were adorned with leather straps designed with beads and stones, and his fair hair was held up in a bun. He looked so incredibly handsome, so ravishing that Erin almost forgot that he was a ruthless killer.“Welcome back to the land of the living,” he said blandly while his sharp eyes studied her intently. “What clever revenge plan have you come up with?”His question surprised her. She tried to speak but her throat was dry, so she licked her lips and swallowed a few times. “I – I do not un
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Erin was too exhausted from her self-loving that she couldn’t even offer up an argument against his wish. She felt as if she had betrayed Danshak by participating in that vulgar threesome with his killer. She was a disgrace to her people and a sorry excuse for a mate. How could she allow Nikjin to use her for his pleasure like that after everything he had done? How could she allow that to happen?He carried her into the room and laid her on the bed. “If I were you, I would enjoy the remaining days of my life instead of wasting it regretting things that I cannot change,” he said to her. “I am going out to get someone to discard Cheyenne’s body and then when I return, we shall get acquainted with each other’s bodies.”A shudder ran down her body but she could not tell if it was from fear or anticipation. Was she going to soil Danshak’s memory by sleeping with his killer or would she rather die? Was sleeping with Nikjin going to take her a step closer to her plan of sabotaging his dream
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There was nothing warm or romantic about her escapade with Nikjin and so when Erin woke up sometime after their first romp, all she wanted to do was to get the rest of the aphrodisiac’s effect out of her system. He was asleep beside her, looking so peaceful and impossibly gorgeous but she felt no tenderness toward him. All she felt was a strong desire to jump on him and ride him ruthlessly as he had ridden her not too long ago until every last drop of Zokman’s vile potion was completed removed from her body. Only then will she be able to think clearly and plan a way to get out of here after successfully ruining her captor’s political ambitions.She got up to a sitting position and took hold of his resting cock in her palm. When she bent down to wet it with her tongue, she heard Nikjin’s gasp of surprise. Her erotic activity had woken him up and she watched with mounting excitement as his organ began to harden in her hand. She licked the head, liking how he shivered in reaction to that
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