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Darkbound Mate Chapter 39
The moment the car slows to a stop, my breath catches. My eyes widen as the view outside unfolds before me. The glow of the moon reflects off the restless waves, painting the surface of the sea in a silver shimmer. The sand stretches out endlessly, soft and pale under the faint light, and the salty tang of the ocean wafts into the car through the cracked window, sharp and clean.“A beach!” I exclaim, my voice ringing out as I press my face against the cool glass. My breath fogs the window slightly, but I can’t tear my gaze away. “You brought me to a beach!” The words escape in a giddy shout, filled with a mixture of disbelief and joy.I glance at Kassian, who shifts in his seat, his hands flexing against the steering wheel. “I wasn’t sure if you’d like our date to be in public,” he starts, his tone measured. “Given… our image. And I wasn’t sure what you’d like…”But then he trails off, his expression freezing for a moment. I notice the way his posture stiffens, the way his eyes flicke
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The soft glow of the moon washes over us, casting silvery reflections across the gentle ripples of the river. The rhythmic sound of water lapping at the shore blends with the faint rustling of leaves in the cool evening breeze. The air smells faintly of damp earth, salt, and the lingering aroma of the food we’ve been picking at for the past hour.Kassian sits across from me on the thick blanket he’s spread out, leaning back on his hands with a relaxed posture that doesn’t quite match the tension in his shoulders. His voice is low and smooth, but there’s an edge of frustration in it as he recounts his day.“So, I had to go to this company to get some contracts signed,” he says, his tone sharp, “and the wife of the guy I was supposed to meet wouldn’t stop trying to… ugh, I don’t know—seduce me or something. She was ridiculous. Kept batting her eyelashes like she thought that’d do something.”I glance at him from where I’m sitting, cross-legged with my plate in my lap. My fingers idly to
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The soft rustling of leaves blends with the gentle lap of the river against the shore, creating a soothing backdrop to the surreal moment unfolding around me. The night air feels cooler now, brushing against my skin with a teasing chill that stands in sharp contrast to the heat pooling low in my stomach.“Kassian, you were telling me about your high school?” I prompt softly, hoping to draw him back to our conversation and ease the tension between us.He hums a reply, low and distracted, like someone lost in thought—or something far deeper.The sound unsettles me, yet it pulls me closer, as if I’m teetering on the edge of something unknown.When he doesn’t elaborate, I exhale a quiet sigh and turn my attention to the dishes scattered between us. The faint scent of grilled shrimp and tangy marinade lingers in the air, mingling with the salty freshness of the river breeze. I focus on gathering the plates and utensils, the familiar motion grounding me.But nothing about this moment stays
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I force my trembling legs to push me upright, the unsteady motion making my body wobble like a fawn taking its first steps. My knees threaten to buckle beneath me, still weak and shaking from whatever just happened. My breaths come shallow and uneven, the burning sensation in my chest making it hard to think straight.The night air presses against my flushed skin, sharp and biting, a cruel contrast to the overwhelming heat that refuses to leave me. The faint scent of damp earth and saltwater lingers, mingling with the metallic tang of rage rising in my throat.I stagger backward, almost stumbling, but manage to catch myself. My body feels wrong—lightheaded, unmoored, like all the strength has been sapped from my limbs. Whatever Kassian just did to me, it’s toxic. Too overwhelming. Too consuming. And he’d barely started.A violent shudder rolls through me, and tears prick my eyes. They burn, hot and unrelenting, pooling against my lashes but refusing to fall. Rage shakes me to my core,
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Kassian steps forward, his towering frame cutting through the moonlight like a shadow. The sound of the waves grows louder, crashing rhythmically against the shore, as if echoing my racing heartbeat. The air is cool but charged, carrying the faint tang of salt and damp earth, the kind of crispness that always feels heavier at night.Before I can process what he’s about to do, he bends down swiftly and sweeps me off my feet.A startled scream bursts from my lips as Kassian effortlessly sweeps me off my feet. My hands fly to his neck, holding tightly for support, and fingertips brush against the scruff of his skin, rough yet warm, and my nails press lightly into his neck as my heart pounds against my ribcage.His jaw tightens briefly, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his eyes before he shifts his gaze back to the path ahead. The motion is so quick I almost miss it, but for a moment, it looks like regret—like he’s fighting something within himself, something he’s not rea
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“I started painting when I was four,” I say softly, my voice barely rising above the whisper of the wind rustling through the trees around us. The air is cool and carries the faint tang of salt and damp earth, mingling with the lingering scent of the sea.Kassian’s strides are steady as he carries me away from the shoreline, the soft crunch of sand beneath his boots marking each deliberate step. The rhythmic sound mingles with the distant murmur of waves, now quieter, as if retreating into the background.“According to my brother,” I continue, glancing up at him, “I was obsessed with colors. It was the only way they could ever get me to shut up. By the time I turned four, I started painting. Despite everything they did to stop me, I kept going. I just… loved the way colors come together, like there’s some kind of mystery behind it…” My voice trails off as I lose myself in the memory.The faint light from the car’s interior spills into the darkness as we approach, illuminating the surr
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A week has passed since my date with Kassian, and the grueling days on set have left me physically drained but no closer to peace of mind. Today, with some rare free time, I find myself craving an escape. At first, I thought staying at home would help, but the silence of my sprawling mansion feels oppressive, magnifying the whirlwind of thoughts I can’t seem to escape.Since the date, Kassian hasn’t called or texted. Neither have I. My pride refuses to let me reach out first. If he isn’t going to make the effort, why should I? I won’t chase someone who swings between being the embodiment of warmth and charm one moment and an aloof, impenetrable fortress the next.My chest tightens, frustration mingling with an ache I can’t shake. Why do I let myself endure this emotional tug-of-war? I like him. Maybe I even love him. Or maybe it’s just infatuation, a desperate yearning to resolve feelings that never fully bloomed.Or, worse, what if it’s something else entirely? What if my connection
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Quincy and I are in the kitchen, the soft hum of the stovetop blending with the rhythmic clatter of utensils. The air is heavy with the rich aromas of dinner—the smoky scent of sizzling vegetables, the sweet warmth of baking brownies, and the faint tang of something spicy simmering on the stove. It feels strangely comforting, like stepping back into a part of my life I’d almost forgotten.We’re catching up, sharing snippets of the years I’ve missed. Or rather, Quincy is doing most of the talking. She rattles on like a runaway train, her words tumbling over each other as though she’s afraid the silence might swallow her whole. I’m content to let her fill the space, listening as I carefully slice the brownies into neat squares, their edges still warm and slightly gooey under the blade.Quincy’s voice rises, animated and bright, as she recounts the girls’ antics—how much they’ve grown, their mischief, their quirks. It’s a warm, nostalgic flow of chatter that makes the kitchen feel cozier
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Lynette is startled by the speed—and probably the desperation—in my voice and face. She hesitates, her hand gripping the edge of the doorframe, giving me just enough of a chance to wedge myself between the door and the frame.“So you see… um… I didn’t come here without a purpose.” My voice comes out rushed, almost frantic. “There’s an absolutely valuable reason why I’m here.” I hesitate, scrambling for something, anything, that sounds reasonable. “So, please, calm down and let me explain… I mean, talk! Yes! Haha.”What the hell am I doing?What am I? A damn teenage boy?“Dammit,” I mutter under my breath, dragging a hand roughly through my hair. The strands stick to my fingers, damp with sweat. My heart is pounding, not just from the mortifying awkwardness of this situation, but from everything she is. It’s too much. She’s too close, too intoxicating, too ‘her’.The reasons why my thoughts are tangled, my breathing shallow, and my control splintering pile up like a relentless avalanch
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I press the doorbell again, my thumb jamming down harder each time, the repetitive chime echoing in the still night air. I know she hears me. She has to. My persistence is a reminder that I’m still here, standing on her porch like a fool. At first, I think she’ll keep ignoring me, just as she has for the past hour. But then—faintly, almost too faintly to trust—my ears pick up the soft sound of her footsteps.My heart slams against my chest like a drumbeat, and a hopeful bliss surges through me, lighting up my senses like fireworks. Her scent grows stronger as she nears the door, flooding out from the small crack beneath it. It’s intoxicating—floral and sweet, like spring itself wrapped around my lungs. But with the hope comes a rush of anxiety that tightens its grip around my chest.What if she’s coming out just to slam the door in my face?What if she says something cruel?What if she despises me?The questions spiral uncontrollably, and my mind races to keep up with the dread clawin
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Kassian’s POVThe night sky stretches above me, a dark canvas speckled with faint stars. The crescent moon hangs weakly, its pale glow almost drowned by the vivid lights illuminating the mansion’s exterior. Strings of soft white, yellow, gold, pink, and lilac lights cast a dreamy haze over the grand facade, their glow reflecting off the neatly manicured garden below. The air hums with the constant chatter of crickets, their rhythmic song mingling with the occasional rustle of leaves as a gentle breeze passes through. The breeze carries a medley of floral scents, sweet and calming, from the meticulously arranged flowerbeds dotting the compound.But none of it compares to her.Lynette’s scent cuts through everything, rich and unmistakable. It’s as if she’s the embodiment of nature itself, her fragrance a symphony of fresh blooms and sunlit meadows. Sweet yet sharp, soothing yet overwhelming. It pulls me in like a tide, drowning out the world around me. Even here, standing on her porch,
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“Oh, you little—!” I choke on my own breath, breaking into laughter so hard my sides ache. “It’s not like that! We’re not there yet!” I protest between gasps, tears prickling at the corners of my eyes.Ivanna just smirks knowingly, folding her arms as she leans back. She doesn’t need to say anything—her smug expression says it all. She knows exactly what’s going on, and she’s been waiting for the perfect moment to throw me off balance.Zalie collapses onto her bed, clutching her stomach as she laughs harder, and I can’t help but join her, the weight of my embarrassment dissolving into the infectious joy of the moment.“It’s really not like that,” I say softly, my voice tinged with shyness.“Mm-hm,” they chime in unison, their teasing smirks lighting up their faces. The room feels alive with their playful energy, a sharp contrast to the soft, cozy warmth that lingers from the blankets and faint jasmine and gardenia scent of fabric softener. I roll my eyes dramatically, stretching my ar
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Lynette’s POVI tap the bottom of my pen against my chin, the faint plastic click echoing in the stillness of my room. My legs sway lazily in the air, brushing against the soft, cool fabric of my sheets as I lie on my stomach. The warm glow of the bedside lamp casts a golden hue over the crumpled papers scattered haphazardly across my bed—lyric drafts and scribbles abandoned in creative frustration. On my laptop screen, Zalie mirrors my position, sprawled across her bed with a mischievous smile, her butterscotch hair spilling like ink across her pillow. Her room is no tidier than mine; sheets and notebooks are tossed around like the aftermath of a brainstorming storm.In the background of Zalie’s frame, Ivanna sits cross-legged on the edge of the bed, leaning heavily on a plastic table she’s clearly dragged into the scene for the sake of convenience. Her posture is casual but focused, one hand propping up her chin as she skims over notes. The subtle hum of life fills the shared spaces
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I take a deep breath, gathering my thoughts, and lean backward slightly. “Make her yours.”Kassian scoffs, the sound bitter and sharp. “And what about my identity as a werewolf? The fact that I’m not Ro—” His words cut off abruptly as he bites down on his bottom lip. His fists clench, and a low growl rumbles deep in his chest, vibrating through the air like distant thunder. He looks away, his gaze distant, his expression clouded with conflict.I wait, watching him carefully. The seconds stretch, his silence filling the room like a weight. Finally, he sinks back into the chair, the movement stiff and deliberate. “Even if it endangers her life?” he asks quietly, his voice carrying a note of resignation.“Life is a risk,” I reply softly, watching as he leans his head back against the chair, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. The faint light above casts shadows across his sharp features, highlighting the tension etched into every line of his face. I let the silence settle, hoping my words wil
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Kassian tilts his head, his expression unreadable. “That’s what makes her perfect for you.” I add cautiously.The air grows tense, the only sound the faint creak of wood as he shifts his stance. “She’s human,” he deadpans, his voice flat, yet there’s a flicker of something behind it—doubt, perhaps, or disbelief. He looks at me with a bored expression, but his eyes betray the storm churning within him.“And I’m a fish,” I snap back, sarcasm dripping from my tone as I wave my hand in mock dismissal. He scoffs, a short, sharp sound, but I catch the faint twitch of his lips as though he’s fighting a smile.The tension breaks slightly, like a taut string slackening. “Look, Rowan,” I say, leaning forward, the chair groaning beneath me. “I’ll tell you this from firsthand experience. A true mate is a gift—rare, incredible, and something not everyone gets to have. You’ve been given this chance, her. So, tell me, how do you feel when you’re around her?”For a moment, his mask slips. His brows k
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“Bloody Rowan,” Kassian snarls under his breath, the sharp edge in his voice cutting through the damp, cool air. The faint metallic scent of blood lingers in the room, mingling with the earthy smell of wood and the faint tang of old leather from the chair Kassian had kicked over earlier. My heart pounds in my chest, but that’s the least of my worries. His wolf’s eyes—blue? Since when? Last time I saw Fenrir, they were royal purple, like molten amethyst under the moonlight.Kassian’s wolf, Fenrir, is a stark contrast to Rowan’s Rune. Fenrir is larger, faster, stronger—an overwhelming force of raw power and ferocity that Rune, with his quieter, more agile presence, could never match. Yet, it isn’t just size or strength that sets them apart. It’s their eyes—those unmistakable marks of their deviance. Fenrir’s were a regal, commanding royal purple, while Rune’s shimmered a softer, almost ethereal lilac. Together, the Draven brothers were known for this rare and legendary trait. No shifter
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Lynette. Of course, it’s her.The realization lands heavily, though I can’t say it surprises me. It’s shocking, yes, but not unexpected. Anyone who had been paying attention could have guessed this was coming.Rowan’s obsession with her had always been suspicious, the way he watched her, talked about her. Once, he even mentioned he thought she might be his mate, but his stepmother had silenced him before he could say more. At the time, none of us could confirm it, not with Kassian missing and no tangible evidence to back up Rowan’s feelings.But now, with Kassian here and the mate bond undeniable, it all makes sense.“Damn,” I mutter, running a hand through my hair as I lean back in my chair. Thank the Moon Goddess the truth never came to light back then. If Kassian’s father had even suspected Lynette could be his son’s mate, he would have done everything in his power to destroy her—or worse, force Rowan to mark her.That’s how much that pathetic excuse for a father despises Kassian.
