[Xanthea]The haze of the heat clouding my mind cleared away. My body felt a lot fresher and rejuvenated. And it was now I understood why people said sex was the best cure for heats.Despite my body feeling more alive than ever, a sharp soreness tightened in my muscles. I could barely keep up with A
I felt him place his palm under my ear. “Xanthea…”“Yes, husband?” I smiled.“Thank you,” he said in a serious tone. “But you can stop pretending now.”Tears stung into my eyes. Blinking fast, I shook my head, lowering my eyelids.“P-pretending? I don’t…”“I know you are hurting,” he said simply.“N
His touch was gentle again, his presence comforting like it used to be before tonight.The restlessness in my chest got worse when he picked me in his arms. It almost felt like every emotion I was feeling… wasn’t mine, but someone else’s.I took a deep breath and before I could gather myself and ask
[Raven] “Asher!” Ezra called out just as Asher shut the door behind him. Xanthea sat on the bed, frozen like a statue, as she peered at the closed door with petrified eyes. The way tears trailed down her flushed cheeks, it seemed as if she was having a completely involuntary reaction to a shock.
Checking the bite marks on her inner thighs, I mindlinked the nurse in the castle to bring me a potion kit and warm wet towels. A few minutes later, the nurses entered the room with their heads bowed, kept the things I needed on the table, and left. While I prepared the recovery and stamina poti
I had no plans to delay her admission to Helxton any longer. She had to be on her feet by the morning and I would do anything to make that happen. Ensuring she was comfortable on her side; I applied the herbal oil on her body and massaged her waist, hips, and legs. The oil and massage would help h
[Ezra]“I knew I’d find you here,” I breathed. My footsteps echoed as I stepped closer to the bar counter in Asher’s penthouse.The chandelier above cast a soft, golden glow that mingled with the darkness, creating an ambiance where one could drown and forget oneself in the haze of gin and smoke.An
Asher was the complete opposite. He remained silent most of the time, observing from the sidelines, as if trying to dissolve into the background. While Raven demanded all of mother’s attention, Asher seemed satisfied with the slightest stroke of her hand.Bare minimum had always been more than enoug
So… the celestials know about the curse and the throne madness.The throne madness, huh?Right. That was the very reason the curse was created in the first place.I looked at Asher and all the instances of Alpha Deimos, the demon lords’ father, suffering from the madness flashed before my eyes.Moth
The prince took a quick gulp before reading the letter addressed to my grandfather.“~Father. A lot happened after I fell from grace. I’ve missed you, mother and my siblings dearly over all these years. I want to tell you so many things, but perhaps it’s better if I don’t. Yet, there’s a part of my
Nikolai read the letter further where mother revealed her real identity to Alpha Valdimir and she assured him that the celestials would help him protect his pack.She specifically asked him to burn down her books and diaries before interacting with the celestials. Doing so would break the seal on th
[Xanthea]“These letters are enchanted and only the ones they are addressed to can unseal or open them,” the prince said.He paused.“They’ve been kept in Alpha Valdimir’s care since your mother’s death. All of them have been opened by their addressees… except yours.”“Alpha Valdimir gave me everyth
But Asher—Every inch of him was covered in them. Dense. Spreading. There wasn’t an inch of his body that hadn’t been wounded critically.How is this even possible?What the hell has he been through to end up like this?No… who did this to him?For a second, I thought it was the holy rain. Or maybe
“What’s there to understand about a grown-ass man who can’t even control his emotions? He looks like he’s a high rank celestial. Still, he lacks basic manners, etiquettes, even the rationality to fathom the consequences of his actions? He attacked the Alpha of the Infernal Pack. Do you think the Pri
[Xanthea]A sharp pulse of pain zapped through my head, every nerve and blood vessel screaming in agony. My muscles spasmed, my bones felt as if they were melting as the life force was yanked from my body and poured into my tongue — fueling the spell with raw energy.My vision blurred for a moment,
Mother had performed the spells and drawn the magic circles and symbols so many times that they became an instinct ingrained in her. And that instinct was passed down to me.I bit the tip of my finger. Ignoring Asher’s protests, I drew the recovery symbol, a symbol that accelerated healing, on his c
But I stayed calm, drawing in a deep breath while all my mother’s knowledge, experience and abilities manifested in their full force within me.I had naturally inherited 5% of my mother’s basic healer skills, which included things like instant diagnostic sight, blood analysis and manipulation, mana