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Chapter Eighty

Author: Belle Jameson
last update Last Updated: 2023-01-06 15:54:45

NOLA REYNOLDS

“K-Kalden?” I croaked, nudging the man who was lying face-first on the castle grounds beside me, motionless, a thick plume of dusk masking his hair and back.

I twisted his neck away from the ground carefully, wincing when I realized he’d broken his nose in the fall, the fracture of a bone jutting out of the smooth skin as the wound started to swell, but no blood was pumped from the area.

“Help us, please, he- he cant breathe if his nose is swollen shut,” I stammered, pushing my palms out to him as the nursemaids hovered over us, their whitened faces blurring as tears gathered in my eyes and a dull ache started to climb up from the pits of my stomach, hooks of misery sinking into my heart.

“Miss Lady, We're going to need you to calm down,” A somber-faced woman with large black and white puppy eyes intoned, the wispy thin strands of her blonde hair matted and secured in what looked like a small bun at the base of her neck so that her head appeared quite triangular.

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    NOLA REYNOLDSThe guards seemed to have taken the cobalt coyote’s offhand comment seriously, because I watched out of the corner of my eyes as the armored men snapped to attention, puffing out their inverted humpbacks before throwing the quiet maidens off to the side a hasty salute, curtseying to Edna and turning around and strutting off without so much as a second look at me.”When would you learn Nola? How many people must die before you learn to get instructions through that thick head of yours?” Sarah screamed, flying from the back where Dennis had been holding her malady down.The maiden’s blue eyes blazed as she stepped up to me and I sized her up tiredly, her words gauging a hole in my chest“Now, Now Miss Oliver, we've been through this before,” Edna cooed, putting her squat frame between our chopstick parameters, her arms shooting out to hold Sarah’s bowing chest backward, away from me as I started on quietly at her.I’d wondered just how long it would take for the news of th

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  • Bride of the Beast   Chapter Eighty Two

    NOLA“However damning your statement was Nola of the wolf Village, I do not think you would have had it in you to kill the Lycan King.” The orange-haired coyote harrumphed, the muscle ticking under her eye vanishing as she stood over me.”I do not believe you have enough brain cells for that Nola, and I said so myself too at the hearing, but Merida wouldn't hear the end of it! Convinced herself it's you the one,” Edna needled, appearing lost in thought for a moment as she scratched at the ruddy square of her jaw, before her pebble-like, settled on me again.“Ugh!” I groaned, pressing my hand to my chest, feeling the thump of my heart heat up the spaces between my ribs as stars broke in my vision again, before the maid servant’s sneering face came into view.Think Farthing child think!The council was quick to respond when Kalden and I made it through the gates, if I didn't know better I'd have thought they were waiting for us! So why didn't they send search teams out to get the King?

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  • Bride of the Beast   Chapter Eighty Three

    HECTOR BAYES“Ughhh!” I groaned, feeling the muscles of my arm shoot up from the dust as I heaved to my side, grinding my teeth when a sharp sucking pain cracked and twisted up my spine.I lifted myself to my feet and took a big, shuddering breath, glancing about the large field with freshly infused wolf eyes, my ears flexing as I caught the swish-swash of the wind whistling through the trees.“Goddammit, Hector, hard bastard to kill aren't you?” I chuckled demurely, groaning again as I managed to take a step forward, my vision blackening for a moment before the litter of bones in the dark, low blades of grass came into focus once more.How long had I been out? I didn't remember much after the attack, the memories of the fight turning to mush and white noise in my head.“Nola? Kalden?” I called, my voice sounding hollow as it came back to me in space before I looked up at the dark, overcast sky to see that the moon had gone back into hiding.They must have already gone back to the cas

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    HECTOR BAYES“What is it, that I could help you with? Good Sir?” The blue-turbaned trader whispered throatily, the watery film of his eyes fastened on the sapphire studded rings on my fingers that had the defined glitter to them that the dozen on his clawed stubs couldn't quite manage.The trader in the mountain mid-City did not have that many teeth in his head, and I hesitated a moment, before placing my hand gingerly on one of the many heaps of colorfully quilted veils, watching the sparse line of his eyebrows tighten when he realized I was going for the dark-colored silk that had been hidden behind the pile.“T-that’s not for sale y-your highness.” The trader coughed on instinct before his eyes widened with realization and he dropped a hasty bow, the bony shafts of his hand knocking and creaking awkwardly as he hastily slid out the fabric to hand over to me.“Happy we could come to an understanding Monsieur,” I whispered airily, my cheeks lifting with a polite smile as I watched hi

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  • Bride of the Beast   Chapter Eighty Five

    NOLA REYNOLDSI was just thinking how we'll the man had recovered, how fast even, for a wolf that had been only seconds from the cold, rigid fingers of death, as he stood in the fire-lit chambers of my new maiden quarters, the heat of silence leaving the air tense.And then he opened his big fat mouth, he had to, the devil never said thank you if I remembered correctly.“What have you done Nola?” Kalden whispered hauntingly, the drawn lines of his face glazing over as he paced the length of the room, refusing to meet my eye.A flood of rage so strong I could have sworn it was damn near strong enough to wash the mountain city castle away flooded through me so that I clenched my hands to wrists that shook erratically by my side.“What I have done, you insipid snob! It saved your fucking life! Congratulations are in order you piece of shit!” I screamed, shocking him to a standstill as I met his startled expression with a deadly glare.Here I was risking my ass- my hard-earned ass by the

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  • Bride of the Beast   Chapter Eighty Six

    NOLAThe pounding of knuckles on the door to my chamber where I'd been locked in with the Lycan’s best friend sounded almost as though it were coming from inside my head as I locked eyes with the accident man.“Should we answer it?” I croaked quietly, watching the staccato wave of shadows from the stone hearth of the fore place play across his gaunt face before he shook his head slowly.We waited what felt like minutes, but was probably all but five seconds and the knocking had not reminisced, even seeming to me, to increase the longer the knocker stood out there.Had Kalden locked the door behind him when he’d come in? My heart beat wildly in my chest when I realized I couldn't remember, the noises overwhelming me so that I shot my hands to my temples dramatically, before Kalden’s gravelly baritone broke through the beatdown.“Who’s there?” The blonde-haired man rasped, and I noticed that the roots of his hair had grown out. The golden, sunburnt mane was now interloped with black.Th

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  • Bride of the Beast   Chapter Eighty Seven

    HECTORI’d been aware that people were gathering long before I drew the council of elders out in the open. It was why I had left the castle gates open behind me. So that the villagers and Highlander could run up the castle hill and see, and hear.And Merida, sweet, sweet Merida. Her blood had flown so sweetly over the length of my arm and face, and the crowd gasped as I tossed her severed head into the dust just outside the hall where I had made sure to stand so there wouldn't be any more stragglers running up behind me.It would have been my thirteenth reason to fly into a blind rage, but I was doing this the nice way, the controlled way a King would, not the Lycan prince maverick I had been all those years ago before the curse.“There,” I heaved, just as the body keeled over, and the crowd scattered around the head, with a lone woman fainting in the frontlines so that she was carted off by well-meaning men.“Mercy your highness! Mercy!” Rudolf screeched as the beefy form of two sol

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  • Bride of the Beast   Chapter Eighty Eight

    HECTOR BAYES”What is this that you have done Kalden?” I whispered hoarsely, watching as the man’s jaw ticked and the line of his lips scrunched up as though he was holding himself back from speaking.My best friend was nursing a soul tie with my mate! The notion was impossible, I could scarcely believe what the village man had said, were it not for the way the imp was clinging to him, as though I were the problem.Like she was scared of ME!I swallowed strenuously, biting down on the bile that rose in my throat as the rage spurning inside me threatened to escape.‘Stay calm Hector, not like this.’ I pleaded inwardly before the maiden spoke up again and I looked down to see that she had snatched up the trench coat, and was now wearing it.“Please Hec-I- I mean, your highness, He didn't know okay? Kalden was damn near passed away beside me!” Nola begged, tilting her head to meet the hard squint of my eyes briefly before she snapped her gaze away, the reddish tint still visible on her c

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