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Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 65. Goodnight Rune
I am far from thrilled to be here.As Rune hands my luggage to the guards, their lowered heads betray the pretence. Why bother?They address me with titles like 'Your Highness' or 'Your Grace,' going out of their way to make me feel uneasy. The discomfort only intensifies as we enter the King's Hall, and the guards open the doors for us.My eyes immediately land on the dais, where the King and Queen are seated, their attention fixed on a woman venting her grievances.As we step inside, the entire hall turns towards us, their gazes piercing and judgmental. They greet us with bows, their heads bowed low as we pass by.My feet stumbles, so does my heart, and I resist the urge to grasp Rune's fingers to steady myself.The King's gaze is fixed on me—I can feel it—just as I keep my eyes on him, peering through lowered eyelashes. His icy green eyes track every step I take towards him. When we reach the foot of the dais, Rune inclines his head, and the grieving woman steps away, giving us a w
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 66. A boon for a boon
I have been thinking. A lot.I had thought that the ache in my chest was as a result of Rune's...escapades. But last night has brought in a new narrative, and I don't know what to think anymore. He's never cleared the air every time I accused him, so I had always assumed the worst.What if I had been wrong all along? His room didn't even have a whiff of Ginevra's strawberry scent in it. It doesn't make sense. I should have been able to pick up a scent, even if it's a month old. But there was nothing. Unless he went to her at night.I I groan, burying myself under the duvet. Nothing adds up. Why won't he just tell me the truth? Trying to understand him gives me a headache.I've been trying to ignore the fact that my name had been what brought him back to his senses. My name. Not Gin's. Not Lorna's. Mine.He had asked me to stay. Fucking hell. What do I do with myself?!I slam my fists into the mattress, frustration getting the better of me, and Boris knocks, asking if I'm alright.I'
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 67. Truce
"Carriages make me sick," I lie, and even Boris isn't buying it. Rune pulls off his stained jacket and hands it to the nearest guard, whose face is scrunched up in disgust as he grabs it. "You're lying, and I can't tell why."He undoes the first few buttons of his shirt and my gaze is drawn to the bare skin peeking out from beneath. I take a step forward without thinking, and I don't even realize what I'm doing until Rune's fingers tighten on my upper arm. "Astrid," he whispers, voice strained, and I find that my hands are on his shoulders, and I'm standing on my toes, lips a few inches away from his neck."Oh, shit! Sorry!" I exclaim, stumbling backward and nearly losing my balance. Rune's arms instinctively wrap around my waist, steadying me.I push back, weirded out, and my gaze goes everywhere. Everyone seems to have more interest in the forest and plains around us, and I have a faint sense that they just want to avoid watching us."Sorry--about your shirt... jacket," I stammer,
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 68. A Tease In The Garden
I run into Gin at the terrace.She is wrapped in a cloak, peering out into the space at nothing in particular. A bottle and a glass sit nearby. As I pass by, lifting my skirts, I hear her say, "You don't deserve him."Frowning, I turn slightly. Her eyes are red rimmed and swollen. She's been crying.My frown eases out a little. "You keep your opinion to yourself. I don't give a shit," I tell her, but my words are soft. Why is she crying out here, in the cold? Because of me? Or Rune?Gin chuckles, bringing the bottle to her lips. "Countless times, I've wondered why. Why it had to be you. What I lack that he found in you. Perhaps it's your fire. You're fearless, pup. I'll give you that."Shaking my head, I continue walking away. She's drunk, and talking nonsense. But she continues, "Many would have faced the Void and run from it. Many would have faced the darkness in him and fled from it. You though," she laughs again and I turn to find her straightening. "You challenged it."Ginevra s
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 69. His Answer
*Rune*The woman unbuckles my belt, all the while staring up at me from beneath thick lashes. A smile lifts her red lips that I've imagined on my cock the entire day, and it is the sexiest thing I have ever seen.Down the zipper goes, and my breathing turns shallow. "Astrid, I do not believe this is the right place for--"Her small fingers pull my cock out of my underwear and I hiss, muscles tensing. "Why? You were never ashamed of the maids seeing it at my castle."Her words barely register. I have been hard for days. Hungry, craving, needing her. There have been days it hurts so much, it feels numb. Other days, I keep myself busy to keep her out of my head. Waking up on our wedding night in my right mind had been near painful. Finding her spread on my chest, her rosy nipples rubbing against me, her wet thighs on mine, her scent in my nose, her mark on my neck, the smell of raw sex in the air...I had fled from the room.We had fused, and I had watched from the depths of my mind wher
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 70. Cat Outta The Bag
Rune loves me.I spent the better part of my night pacing my room and scolding myself. I shouldn't have reacted that way. But then...what was I supposed to do? Smile, tell him I love him too and move my things to his room?*Yes,* Sloan chides. She's mad at me, has been since last night. I scowl as I take the staircases down to the dinning hall. After my epic flop last night, I thought I'd honour Rune's invitation for breakfast with his family.I'm not ready to be all lovey dovey with them--though, I doubt they would be welcoming as well, but...this isn't for them.I feel the tug on the bond as I draw closer to the hall, and my insides twist in complicated knots. I suck in my bottom lip, biting lightly on it nervously.And when the guards let me through the door, heads turn in my direction. King Fenrir, Queen Zephyr, Rune, Gin...my heart slams into my chest when I see a familiar dark haired male, seated next to Gin. Darian's here.Why is Darian here?My steps falter and my palms go cl
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 71. Closure
"I had no choice," I sigh, my voice filled with weariness and regret. "Tell me you believe me at least, Boris."Boris remains silent, his gaze fixed on something beyond the railing. Lost in his thoughts, he seems distant, oblivious to my presence. I follow his line of sight, drawn to the crowd of maids in the gardens, their chatter blending with the sound of flowing water. He looks positively lost, staring at one in particular. Brown hair, meek and pleasant faced."Like her?" He blinks, returning to the present, and a blush spreads across his face. "No," he stammers, his embarrassment evident.I give him a knowing look before releasing an exasperated sigh and turning my gaze back to the castle gates. Rune has been absent all day, and uncertainty gnaws at me. Guilt is eating me up from inside, even if I know I had every right to keep the truth from him.Today, for the first time, I attempted to reach out through our bond, seeking connection, but only silence greeted me. Not anger, jus
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 72. It Hurts
The atmosphere is grim, and halfway through to the town, my anger dissipates. The captain of Rune’s guard—Queen Zephyr wouldn’t let me head out alone, since I am carrying the ‘royal baby’—leads us through the towns and we go from bedazzling buildings high enough to touch the skies to the ruins left behind by the Void. There is darkness, smoke and rot and I wheeze at the putrid stench of it all. A few onlookers notice my group as we pass by—myself, Boris and a maid who holds all of our supplies—and they watch with bleak, fatigued gazes. I have seen this before, and it takes me back to the plague. Shivers run down my spine as I see uniformed guards lifting the wailing children into carriages. There are burning piles and the stench of incinerated flesh greets me as we ride deeper into the village. The situation worsens, and I can't help but gag, hurriedly covering my mouth to stifle the urge to vomit. “We could turn around, Your Grace. You should not h
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Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 78. Bye, For Now.
*Rune*Father holds up two bottles in front of me, stopping me in my pacing. "Come drink with me."I wish to refuse, but panicking and pacing frantically outside the room does nothing to reduce Astrid's screams.It is all I can do to not lose my mind."Make that three," Ronan Blackwood chimes in, snatching my bottle before my fingers can even grip it. "Four, perhaps."I let out a ragged sigh. "Astrid--""Will have your head for drinking while she delivers your child, but I assure you, you do not want to be in that room with her right now." Ronan pulls down the collar of his regal jacket, revealing an old scar across his neck. "This was her mother's gift to me when I thought to ease her of *the pain* by staying by her side."Father snickers, leading us to his receiving chambers. "Zephyr..." He shakes his head, voice trailing off into silent laughter.Minutes span out into hours, and the slow burn of the alcohol in my throat has become somewhat soothing, lulling me and hazing my thoughts
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 78. After
*Hekate*I had always pondered on the possibility of Astrid taking after Lorna in appearances. The Goddess must have a cruel sense of humour. I brush back the silky strands of hair that cover her profile and Astrid stirs, murmuring something in her sleep.It is one of the many things I enjoy--watching her sleep. The lack of tension in her body, the unguarded look about her, her slightly parted lips and the rare smile that graces her face when she dreams—perhaps of me.The bandage around her head starts to slip off and I reach for her, putting it back in place. Her brows furrow and her eyes flutter open.Her blue gaze meets mine, a little unfocused, and it takes a few moments for recognition to register. "Hekate.""Why, you don't seem pleased to see me, princess," I purr, a smirk forming on my lips as she blinks rapidly and licks her own lips, trying to hide her flush."I'm not. Considering you bailed on me and--" She suddenly groans, her head sinking into the pillows as she tries, un
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 77. Suicide Note
Hekate"Going somewhere?" I ask, gaze dropping to the packed luggage.The woman jumps at my voice, turning immediately to find me leaning against the door. Her eyes widen with fear and surprise. "Prince Rune--""Atlas."One word. One name. Stories untold, secrets buried. A friend. A foe. I have never been able to decide which of them Atlas Moonburn was. The staff in her grasp clatters to the ground and her complexion turns blotchy. Pale. She looks much older now, her allure as a maiden nearly gone. Her grey eyes widen to the side of saucers and she stumbles a step back, reaching behind her for the candle stand.She hurls it at me, trembling with fear. "Oh, Goddess."Displeasure curls my lips and I catch the golden stand, squeezing it hard in my grasp. "That is no way to treat an old friend.""You are no friend of mine!" she scream, hurling a book at me next.My lips kick up as I cross the distance between us. "That isn't what you said when you begged me to kill your sisters.
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 75. Rune
*Rune*She jumped, if I am to believe what I have been told.I stand motionless outside the infirmary, listening to Priestess recall what lead to her jumping off the railing for what seems like the umpteenth time."For the past few days, I noticed the dark aura about her. Her sadness and growing anger. I tried to help her. I tried to make her comfortable enough to confide in me. She finally opened up today. She told me she hated being here. She hated him and couldn't stand being married to a monster and sharing his bed." The Priestess' voice breaks and sadness overwhelms her features. "She said she couldn't take anymore of it. I tried to stop her, but she was too fast for me."It doesn't sound like Astrid. I know that all of it has been weighing down on her. I could see the depression and helplessness, and often times than not, I had made sure to convince her otherwise.None of what the woman speaks sounds like my mate.But it was she who had spoken to her last and called for help whe
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 74. The Fall
The next days were hectic. The news spread like wild fire and all of Lycanthia wanted to see the 'pregnant wife' of the prince.More than half of my day was spent in the throne room, listening to the people talk about how radiant I looked and how much better it might have been if I was fully Lycan now.Apparently, the reason I haven't shifted completely is because of the child. My body's defense mechanism to protect it. There will be complications from a shift at this stage.There are gifts, tons of them that I have absolutely no use for and end up giving out to the maids once the revelries are over. I see very little of Rune. He spends most of his time in the villages, helping in whatever way he can.At night, he returns covered in gore and soot. He heads straight to my room, jarring me from sleep as he slips in bed beside me, shaking and holding me tightly, like he fears he might lose me.Sometimes, he spends the night, other nights, I wake up alone.The latter hurts, but I understa
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 73. Yearnings and Cravings
My lips are swollen and tingling when Rune pulls back, and I am left breathless and stunned. His hands rest on either sides of me, and he remains suspended above me, peering down at me with barely leashed desire. “You are unbelievable,” he tells me, laughter evident in his voice. “You’re welcome,” I reply, trying to shake off the lingering heat. "Are we going to address the issue or pretend it didn't happen?" His brows rise. “I never asked Gin to spend the night with me. These grounds are not suitable for women. I sent her home.” A weight I hadn't realized was there lifts from my chest, but I maintain a narrowed gaze. “She sure seemed to have a different idea.” I pout. “You have a thing for lingerie?” A mischievous smile plays on his lips. “Only if you’re wearing it.” I shrug, fighting the upward tugging of my lips. “I’ll consider it. Not for you, of course. Might take a stroll around your gardens in it, just because I can.” He leans f
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 72. It Hurts
The atmosphere is grim, and halfway through to the town, my anger dissipates. The captain of Rune’s guard—Queen Zephyr wouldn’t let me head out alone, since I am carrying the ‘royal baby’—leads us through the towns and we go from bedazzling buildings high enough to touch the skies to the ruins left behind by the Void. There is darkness, smoke and rot and I wheeze at the putrid stench of it all. A few onlookers notice my group as we pass by—myself, Boris and a maid who holds all of our supplies—and they watch with bleak, fatigued gazes. I have seen this before, and it takes me back to the plague. Shivers run down my spine as I see uniformed guards lifting the wailing children into carriages. There are burning piles and the stench of incinerated flesh greets me as we ride deeper into the village. The situation worsens, and I can't help but gag, hurriedly covering my mouth to stifle the urge to vomit. “We could turn around, Your Grace. You should not h
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 71. Closure
"I had no choice," I sigh, my voice filled with weariness and regret. "Tell me you believe me at least, Boris."Boris remains silent, his gaze fixed on something beyond the railing. Lost in his thoughts, he seems distant, oblivious to my presence. I follow his line of sight, drawn to the crowd of maids in the gardens, their chatter blending with the sound of flowing water. He looks positively lost, staring at one in particular. Brown hair, meek and pleasant faced."Like her?" He blinks, returning to the present, and a blush spreads across his face. "No," he stammers, his embarrassment evident.I give him a knowing look before releasing an exasperated sigh and turning my gaze back to the castle gates. Rune has been absent all day, and uncertainty gnaws at me. Guilt is eating me up from inside, even if I know I had every right to keep the truth from him.Today, for the first time, I attempted to reach out through our bond, seeking connection, but only silence greeted me. Not anger, jus
Lycan School: The Hekate's Bride 70. Cat Outta The Bag
Rune loves me.I spent the better part of my night pacing my room and scolding myself. I shouldn't have reacted that way. But then...what was I supposed to do? Smile, tell him I love him too and move my things to his room?*Yes,* Sloan chides. She's mad at me, has been since last night. I scowl as I take the staircases down to the dinning hall. After my epic flop last night, I thought I'd honour Rune's invitation for breakfast with his family.I'm not ready to be all lovey dovey with them--though, I doubt they would be welcoming as well, but...this isn't for them.I feel the tug on the bond as I draw closer to the hall, and my insides twist in complicated knots. I suck in my bottom lip, biting lightly on it nervously.And when the guards let me through the door, heads turn in my direction. King Fenrir, Queen Zephyr, Rune, Gin...my heart slams into my chest when I see a familiar dark haired male, seated next to Gin. Darian's here.Why is Darian here?My steps falter and my palms go cl
