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Bride of the Beast Chapter Forty Nine
NOLAThe Lycan was way too quiet for whatever was happening to have been a prank.”Maybe another entrance?” One of the guards murmured and the heavy grate of the iron bars rolled upwards noisily just as the words fell from his lips so that I watched as the workers threw surprised looks at each other.”Eyes peeled, something’s not right here.” Hector breathed, before barreling head-first through the gates, his white-blonde head of hair brushing so close to the jagged nails of the mouth of the gate that I quite feared the iron bars would come down on his head with a vengeance.“Eyes peeled bitch! If you can keep them off the King.” Sarah spat caustically, her voice low and dripping with malice I hadn’t believed her capable of as she sauntered past, the full girth of her hips sashaying after I'd whipped my head to face her retreating backside.”Nola,” Kalden drawled in warning, falling into step beside me as I opened my mouth to wire a barbed comeback to the annoying blonde woman, effec
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HECTOR BAYESThe werewolves inside the stone castle bowed so low I was sure at least one of the many kissed their feet as I wordlessly strode past.“Welcome back your highness,” They chorused and I threw a cursory glance around the gritty foyer, to see the food trucks and horsemen’s carriages that filled the large space. The brown springy hat of the scribes bobbed up and down as they curtsied, before stumbling in through the side entrance to the castle throne room, the stack of books on their spindly arms tethering dangerously.The castle court was a large, chess-piece-shaped square building with gold railings wired through the walls and on the sides, the large redwood of the double doors falling open just before I passed through the opening.“Y-your highness, you're back s-so soon?” Rudolf screeched, breaking away from the pink-tinted glass table where the lot had been sitting with enough force that the portly elder almost toppled over his chair.”Y-your highness...oh-” One of the wr
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Nola ReynoldsThe woman with the glossy brown hair that fell in waves to her back adjusted the tiara that was perched like a fly on her head before she stopped in front of the stone archway of a wooden door.The one I guessed opened to my quarters. It did not escape my notice that I was going to be the only one on this end of the castle, the other girls rooming cohesive on the opposite corridor that broke out from the brightly lit florescent shining over the pebbled hallway.I did not doubt in my mind that Sarah had something to do with my social ostracism. The blue-eyed Bambi must have batted the shedding thickets of her golden eyelashes at Merida, spewing rubbish about not feeling safe around people of volatile temperaments, people like me.I’d seen them whispering in hushed tones in one of the ornately designed reading rooms after the woman chief guard excused herself for a minute too long. I had wondered what atrocity it was the village maiden was filling the woman’s ears with, an
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NOLAThe glint of a small kitchen knife caught my eye as I crept toward the door where the iron fists of whoever was on the other side were still hammering away.I gripped the hilt of the silver blade in my sweaty palms reflexively, catching the golden knob before it turned in my palm and I was face to face with the dust-eyed tower of a man.“Well? Can I come in?” Hector rattled in his deep baritone and I snapped myself out of whatever daze seeing him had put me in, a blush rose on my cheeks as I bobbed my head in lizard fashion and opened the door wider for him to step through. The Lycan brushed past me slowly, my cheeks heating even hotter when he stood at the center of the room, his back to the window where I’d been spying on him only minutes ago. He was wearing a navy-green tunic, with a gold sash holding his thick middle. I imagined the line of his maleness under the clothes and looked away when I realized he was still staring at me.Shit. I’d changed out of my button-down into
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HECTOR“Alone, your highness,” Sarah whispered airily, tilting her head to the side The woman at the door was still looking at me, expecting an answer. Nola folded her hands over her buxom chest and I sighed, unable to believe it had come to this so soon. I’d caught the brunette watching me from across the stone castle, ducking behind the thick fold of curtains just as my gaze fastened on her doe-eyed expression.This close, I’d come this close to kissing the green-eyed imp from the wolf village. The very attractive green-eyed imp.I could smell the musk of her feminine heat from down the passageway going to her room. That was how down bad I was apparently.What the hell is wrong with you Hector? I was behaving like a bull in heat, charging up to the maiden's room to claim her like that.I just couldn't seem to get that scene with me and Nola on that pale horse out of my head! The feel of her nipples on my back, and the heat that had traveled through my hardened shaft.I didn't want
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HECTORTwo thousand years!Two thousand years, and not one damned maiden has given me the rollercoaster of emotions the green-eyed imp seemed to have stowed up in her back pocket, throwing it at me like freaking bowling balls every chance she got.“Your highness! E-excuse me,Your Highness! If-if
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NOLA REYNOLDS“Very well then, I release you from your promise.”It was the last thing the silver-haired man had said to me before he strode out of my wood-walled quarters of the stone castle.Why the hell had I spoken to the Lycan King of the mountains like that?Ugh! What was wrong with me?There were women- Sarah, Layla, the mountain city wives, - who would have killed to have his attention like that!I lowered myself to the lavender-netted canopy bed with a heavy sigh, calming the soft velvet duvet slowly.Should I apologize? But what would i be apologizing for?“Mr. Lycan sir, my apologies for bruising your ego?” I tried to mimic Sarah’s throaty high-pitched voice and gagged on the self-cringe.It didn't make sense! I couldn't deny regretting some of the things I’d said in the heat of the moment. The way he’d been looking at me was hardly his fault, but it made it difficult to think.Not that the reasoning came easily to you in the first place Nola.I squeezed my eyes shut, groan
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NOLA“What?” I hacked a ragged breath, staggering backward a few steps as I started at the barrel-chested woman like she had just announced the end of the world.Yolanda watched me curiously, tucking her hands beneath her buxom chest and leaning on the dresser which gave a protestant squeak.Could it be what the Lycan had come to tell me? Was that why he had made me promise to stay by his side no matter what? Shit Nola, what have you done?I gripped the sides of my head, digging my fingers into my throbbing temple almost painfully.”Now I know chile, that you ain't thinking about bolting like you usually do,” The woman chuckled in what I was almost certain was a menacing fashion, turning back to the dresser to stare questioningly at it.”Was one of the reasons I came up here myself, keep my eye on you?” The woman croaked, grinning before she turned like she had confirmed her suspicions, and tucked both hands behind her back slowly, coyly.“What's that?” I screeched, not liking the
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