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CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN * * Rene's eyelids feel sore. He is too exhausted to open them, and only vaguely is he aware of the figure that touches him. The cool fingers that slowly trails every part of his skin. Instinctively, he buries his face into the firm, cool chest and hugs the owner closer. He has missed this touch. Only in dreams like this does it feel real. A small moan ripples from Rene's when he feels a soft kiss pressed to his chest. Lyrien. . . The name burns on the back of Rene's tongue. The lips kissing his chest and abdomen are persistent. Rene weakly resigns himself to it; his breathing becomes erratic, and his body slick with sweat as he allows himself to be freely touched. Javier groans low in his throat as he runs his hand through the smooth skin, lingering on the pink pebbles on Rene's chest. He grazes his hand down Rene's abdomen, and even lower. The smell of pheromones oozing from Rene fills the air with a mouth-watering aroma. Intoxicating. Javier's
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CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT**"It's just a small village, nothing worthy of your interest," Luca says worriedly, casting a nervous glance around the thick trees as the small settlement comes into view. Lyrien's booted leg steps on a dry tree branch, effectively snapping it. Debris crunchs beneath his weight.His dark stare zeroes on the bustling village at Noonday. Nothing interesting?The fact that this place is not included in his recent maps is already suspicious, Lyrien has always trusted his instincts when it comes to things like this. A whiff.Lyrien's nostrils flare, catching the faint smell lingering in his air, he inhales deeply, wanting to hold on to it. The familiarity of it teases his senses and every cell he possesses grows ravage in alert.There is no mistake in the scent. Adrenaline surges through him, propelling him forward until a small lake, which is surrounded by bushes, comes into view. And then, he sees it. A vision that tightens his throat, leaving him gasping a
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CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE**The sun is beginning to set, the warmth of it casting a golden glow around the earth. Soral looks at the door anxiously; the warrior guarding it has just left, Soral has heard the footsteps retreating some seconds ago.This is the chance!He tiptoes out of the hut, the path is clear!His muscles shoot with adrenaline as he begins to run. He has to find Rene!Far too engrossed with the intent to escape, Soral does not notice the male who walks down the same path until it's too late.He slams into the hard body and staggers backwards at the impact; the strong fingers digging into Soral's biceps halts his fall."Where do you think you are going?!" The warrior sneers. Soral's mouth grows bone dry, he opens his mouth to speak, but nothing leaves...his tongue remaining stiff in his mouth.Goosebumps rise on his skin, hyper-aware of the Alpha's gaze on him... Watching him ... This is also the same warrior that had dragged him out of Javier's chamber earlier. Yori's
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CHAPTER SIXTY **Neither male moves. Tension makes time tick slower, Lyrien's sharp gaze is focused on where Javier is currently holding his mate. Not even the goddess would have been able to stop him at this moment, with a brutal roar and accurate precision, his axe flings in the next moment, latching onto Javier's wrist where he holds Rene. Javier's scream shatters the air, a deep, pained cry; he abruptly lets go of Rene. Rene stumbles backwards, unable to tear his eyes from the raging beast before him. Goosebumps spread through his body as Lyrien's gaze clash with his. It's only been a few weeks, but the brute looks different; his black hair is longer and wild, and the scar running across his eye seems deeper. Not just these, Lyrien's scent has also changed, the rainforest smell is now mixed with a tangy metal. The rusty smell of blood. The sound of horses and dust kicking into the air alerts him as more Dahome warriors approach, surrounding the entire village, several Alph
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CHAPTER SIXTY ONE**Rene's eyes blink open, taking in the dark room around him in confusion. A fire burns quietly in a corner, and Rene can hear the voices of males conversing from a distance.Then he remembers. Javier. . . Lyrien. . . He is lying on a mattress, a breathless sound escapes from his throat as he attempts to lift his hands. They are tied to the bedpost. Rene stares at the thick ropes tightly secured around his wrists and sheer terror claws its way around his mind, squeezing tight. “Rene.”Rene stiffens, his eyes shooting to the corner of the room. The shadowed form of Lyrien makes his heart race. . . No, it's a deep crush that collapses his lungs, and Rene wheezes, starved of air. He starts to jerk violently against the ropes, but it's no use.Lyrien inches closer, and Rene whimpers as he watches Lyrien slowly take off the animal fur wrapping his shoulders. His heart flutters wildly in his chest cavity as if a bed is trapped inside. Rene admits that it isn't ju
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CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO**The sudden intrusion explodes Rene with pain. Lyrien is too big, tearing up his insides. . . Just like the first time, his insides sting with pure pain, stretching too wide to accommodate Lyrien's girth. Lyrien pulls out slowly with a grunt, a clear prostatic amount of fluid oozing from the eye of his cock.This is the only break Rene gets to suck in a sharp intake of breath; Lyrien's fingers dig into Rene's hips, positioning his ass high in the air. Gripping his throbbing cock in his hand, he resumes entering again, pushing steadily until every inch of his hot flesh is inside, his balls resting heatedly on Rene's skin. "Did that bastard take you like this?!"Lyrien seethes, and then his hips slam, HARD!"ANSWER ME!"Rene's body jerks violently against the binds as Lyrien continues to slam into him mercilessly. "No!" Painful tears seep through his lashes, his body unable to get used to Lyrien's brutal pace and also from the fact that Lyrien doesn't seem to beli
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CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE Rene regrets coming awake, it's already morning, and the first thing his hazel eyes land on is the broad, muscular back of his mate, who is standing a few paces away from the fire, which has died out sometime during the night. His backside is still tender from last night, and his hands are no longer tied up, but the skin around his wrist is already broken, leaving ugly stomach-churning bruises. Rene grasps the fur to cover himself and attempts to sit up, but the blinding burst of pain sends him back, crashing against the bed, breathlessly. His ankles have already turned several shades of blue and purple, it looks bad. Rene wipes another fresh surge of tears with the back of his hand just as Lyrien turns, his eyes coming to focus on Rene. They both stare at each other silently. Lyrien takes in his mate's bruised form. Rene looks away first, missing the intense flash of displeasure in Lyrien's features. A warrior enters inside, distracting Lyrien for some sec
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CHAPTER SIXTY FOUR**"S__Stay away!" Soral suddenly remembers his knife, he has dropped it somewhere while freeing the rabbit.He searches around with his gaze and found the blade lying a few distances away. He meets the eyes of the monstrous dominant male and realized that he has also followed the direction of his stare and found the knife as well. The warrior's expression shifts from the blank, he now appears almost amused, there is no doubt in Soral's mind that this Alpha is thinking that even armed, he will not stand a chance against him. So he runs.Soral barely registers the directions, urging his legs to move faster. He gains speed already used to being in the forest, trees pass him in a blur but unfortunately, the sound behind hin picks up pace too. Hecould hear the heavy thump of the barbarian's footsteps.The barbarian utters some words but Soral can only register how deep and fearsome his voice was. He missteps.The sharp pain that travels through his ankle causes
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CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR**"What are you doing, omega!"Vidarr's dark eyes latch onto Soral's panicked ones as fierce as they can be, and embarrassment spreads through Soral with such fury that his cheeks redden. Caught in the act, Soral is too stunned to speak. His eyes unwillingly fall downward again,, and his lip drops open in an alarmed shriek when the massive organ which is pointing towards the roof continues to jerkrhythmicallyly, the tip oozing out pearly fluids. "I'm . . . I'm sorry!" Soral's lips wobble as he clenches them to fight back tears. "I didn't mean to make it a-abnormal""Abnormal?" Vidarr scoffs, the intense look is replaced by something different. . . A strangely dark emotion that Soral cannot read and yet he squirms uncomfortably beneath the scorching heat of it. "Indeed, you've made it abnormal, omega" Vidarr's amused gaze watches his omega's face intently, and surprise flares through him when Soral dramatically turns even more crimson; his large honeycomb eye
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CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE * * A sound jerks Soral awake. It is a groan. His captor's groan. Soral sits up and turns to look at the barbarian who is lying beside him. Vidarr's severe breathing and the fire cackling are the only sounds in the room. His body is shaking vigorously, and he is mumbling in his sleep; the guttural sounds that escape his parted lips closely remind Soral of a wounded wild creature. The barbarian continues to toss and turn, while Soral watches with conflicted emotions. His captor is having a nightmare. Should he wake him? Sweat makes Vidarr's skin glisten, his murmurs grow louder, and Soral can almost make out what he is saying. "Rhona__No__Rhona, Please__ Please don't!" He gasps, his brows are tightened, and moistness gathers around his eyes. Soral feels as though it isn't just about the physical pain. So, this dominant Alpha can be vulnerable too? He is not the savage warrior at this moment, this powerful man looks deeply haunted. Soral finds
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CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO * * “What?” Rene's breath shudders out of him, he can only gape openly at Lyrien. Lyrien’s hand slowly lifts, shaking as it traces Rene's cheek and the tears running down his face like a pure crystal stream. His thumb brushes over the moist as his dark eyes trace Rene's features, as though committing his face to memory. “I already decided that when you wake up, I'm going to let you freely choose whatever you want to, I won't interfere with your life anymore." Free? Rene's stunned expression is replaced by a misty rage that floods through his eyes. He smacks off Lyrien's hand from his face, as a sharp pang of acrid resentment courses through him. "You won't let me die and wither. . .?" Rene sneers, temper rising again, and exertion causes his heart to beat even faster until black spots swim around his eyes, but he refuses to faint. "You are going to let me go. Such nice words!" He hisses, a hysterical laughter bubbles from his dry parched throat. "Is
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CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE * * Black. Blur Black. . . Then, blur again. He blinks weakly to clear the haze in his vision and then his brows twitch slightly, his mind growing foggy with confusion. It takes no more than a second for the memories to attack, all of it, each painful piece, stabbing his numb heart and forcing it to skip a beat. Disbelief . . . Disappointment. . . Anger Why? Isn't he supposed to be . . .dead? He doesn't feel any physical pain, his body is numb, yet his heart pounds uncontrollably with dismay. The familiar surroundings of the large tent propels Rene to shut his eyes, willing the once merciful darkness to return. He had been on the brink of sliding away. . . On the edge of oblivion, and he had been ready. So why does this cruel fate decide to give him a second chance? Rene shudders from a mild tingling sensation that travels across his neck and down to his spine. Something is wrong. Within him, Rene cannot place it, yet he feels as though s
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CHAPTER SEVENTY * * The wolf jumps in the air, its canines bared viciously, preparing to feast on its frightened prey. Soral's eyes shut close, anticipating the pain of being shredded apart. His teeth sink hard against his bottom lip. A second blows past like a soft wind. No pain comes. Maybe he is already dead? A loud crashing sound jerks his eyes open. Shocked and too numb to react, he can only stare at the sight in front of him. It takes several seconds for him to realize that he is not imagining things. Vidarr. He is present in the flesh! Soral watches with a mixture of fascination and morbid shock as Vidarr struggles with the large black wolf on the ground for a few moments, grasping the beast by its thick neck. "Watch out!" Soral lets out a blood-curdling shriek when another wolf jumps high in the air to attack Vidarr. The Alpha and the wolves continue to struggle, and Soral doesn't think he will stand a chance against these scary creatures. Soral wants to ru
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CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE**Soral jerks awake from the dreadful dream.He exhales raggedly, the nightmare felt so real, where the Dahome barbaric leader had gotten to Rene and wrecked havoc on the small village. Thankfully, it has only been a dream. The morning starts slowly, and Soral grudgingly watches the Alpha move about. Some minutes later, Soral is served the meal, which consists of dried fruits, smoked meat and some vegetables. He meets Vidarr's watchful gaze and instantly looks away, shuddering inwardly. Soral has no appetite, but he also has no wish to upset his captor, he does not want a repeat of what happened. His face flushes deeply with memory, it had been nearly impossible to fall asleep. Those long torturous hours during which was forced to be so close to the barbarian, and the way those muscular arms of his had drapes possessively around his waist all night long.Soral nibbles the food slowly, fully conscious of the opposite eyes searing into him. Just as the night b
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CHAPTER SIXTY EIGHT **Lyrien burst into the tent, his heart racing with a mix of fear and urgency. His eyes lock on Rene's restless form instantly. His face is contorted into a grimace of pain, perspiration drenching his pale skin; as he turns wildly on the bed, Amala and a maid struggle to hold him down. The sound of his ravaged breathing and the cracking sound of burning incense permeates the air. "Get away, no don't touch it, it hurts!" Rene screams again, shoving Amala with his flailing hands just as Lyrien join them in two hurried strides."He won't allow me to touch the wound on his neck..." Amala says helplessly.Lyrien's eyes narrow at Rene, who appears to be in another shuddering episode of pain. The yellow and green inflammation on his neck is already worse than it was a few hours ago, and the infection has begun to spread all across the whole area of his neck."If it spreads to his chest. His heart may stop beating. . . " Amala says, "At this point, it's up to his wil
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CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN * * Lyrien knows that some of his warriors do not agree with his choice of camping in the middle of nowhere, but when it comes to what's important, Lyrien cannot risk his mate's life by travelling in his critical state. He has already informed Haesir to lead most of their troop back to their settlement. Lyrien's hand reaches to touch the already-healed spot on his forehead where Rene had attacked him with the bowl, and he scoffs, his lips twitching slightly. His omega has been the one who escaped with the enemy and even tried to sever their bond. Yet, he still behaves with a brazen lack of guilt, acting with an air of innocence which Lyrien finds unconvincing. Those wide hazel orbs which have been pleading with him only a moment ago and willing to do anything to appease him are now shrouded with a stubborn hate-filled glint. . . "You burned down half of the world just to search for him. You finally got him, yet, you don't seem any better," Haesir remarks,
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CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX * * They ride for what seems like hours with the burning village behind them. Rene's thighs are numb, his butt sore, the muscular arms wrapped around him is too tight, crushing his ribs. His whole body aches and his throat feels scratched from dehydration. He feels particularly weak, the wound in his neck throbbing slowly. Yet, no complaints leave his mouth. Words are not needed, it's unlikely that the Brute will listen to him anyway. His tired eyes flutter close as his head falls limp against his captive's broad chest. The moment his omega's head collapses on his chest, Lyrien feels the burning hotness of his skin. "Rene!" Two fingers tap Rene's chin. No response comes. "We take a break, set the camp!" Lyrien orders the warrior to halt. He scoops Rene's unconscious form in his arms and jumps down from the horse, for the first time, he notices Rene's red flushed skin, his teeth chattering with cold despite the scorching heat of the midday sun. The
