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Chapter 115 Inconsolable
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HildaIt takes me a long time to force my eyes to open. My body feels foreign and I’m freezing. I try to roll over so I can snuggle into Arlo’s always warm arms, but I seem to be stuck in position like a beached whale.Pain rips through my abdomen as though a giant, serrated knife is cutting me open and Arlo’s suddenly by my side, staring down at me in wonder. “You’re awake,” he breathes, looking stunned.The pain abated for a second, but now it’s back with a vengeance and I screech helplessly. Arlo grabs my hand, peppering my face with kisses. “Hilda, you’ve been in a coma for nearly 9 months. You’re in labor, our baby’s being born.”“I’m going to help you through this, just try to breathe. I know it must be confusing. I was so worried you’d never come back to me.” I’m giving birth? Panic grips my heart. Tara said I wouldn’t be able to do that.Screw Tara, she won’t dictate my future. Veilbreaker didn’t kill me and Arlo’s been waiting for me. I never gave up before and I’m not starti
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HildaI stare at Not Arlo and he looks so much like my soulmate that it shreds my heart. I want this to be real. The bit where I’m awake and I’ve just given birth to our son. Not the part where Arlo’s turned into an asshole.“You’re not him,” I say sadly, handing the baby back to him. “And this isn’t my child.” Chilling laughter fills my head.“Maelor was right, you would have been the perfect host. Zesty, smart and strong. You even have good taste in men. I would have enjoyed fucking this bucking bronco, but you couldn’t let me have that, could you?”I know immediately that the woman wrapping herself around Not Arlo is Morgana. He’s not my Arlo, I don’t give a damn what she does with this soulless carbon copy.Her hair is a cascade of dark curls, coiled like living tendrils around her shoulders, framing her impossibly lovely face. High cheekbones cast sharp hollows in the flickering light, her full lips curled in a knowing smirk as she eyes me. Her eyes, deep green, laced with gold,
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HildaI’m trapped. Not dead, not alive, just...here. In purgatory with a jealous witch. The frustration this rouses in me is consuming me whole. It’s not fair. I want to kick and scream and rail against fate and magic and all the rest of it. I want to be with my mate, celebrating my pregnancy.The one that isn’t doomed at all. Morgana orchestrated that entire situation. If I could kill her here, she’d be dead already.Morgana paces, graceful as a panther, though there’s nothing idle about the way she moves. She’s watching me, gauging me, waiting. For what, I don’t know yet, but I won’t give her the satisfaction of showing how unsettling it is to be under her scrutiny.“I can see the wheels turning,” she murmurs, amusement curling at the edges of her voice. “Trying to find a way out?”I don’t answer. Let her think what she wants.She gives an exaggerated, mocking sigh. “You’re wasting your time. Do you think I haven’t spent centuries doing the same? Trying, failing and trying again? I
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ArloI keep my hand over hers, my thumb tracing slow, idle circles against her skin. It should be warm. She should be warm. Instead, it’s cool to the touch, too still, too lifeless to be the dancing flame that is Hilda.I lean forward, pressing my forehead to the back of her hand, inhaling deeply, searching for any lingering trace of her scent. It’s there, just barely, faint traces of something floral, something uniquely her, but it’s fading. Like everything else.Weeks. It’s been weeks. She doesn’t breathe. She doesn’t stir. There’s no heartbeat, no sign of life. The bond, our bond, disappeared the moment she fell. It should have killed me. It almost did. The absence of it is a void I can’t escape, an endless chasm swallowing me whole.That’s how I know she isn’t gone. There’s more proof in the slight swell of her belly. Where our child is still growing inside her against all reason. Somehow kept alive through magic I don’t understand. But if our child still exists, then so does she.
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HildaMorgana grabs my hair, pulling roughly to try and stop me from fanning that tiny spark back into the inferno it once was. It’s impossible to focus while she yanks my head from side to side and frustrations threaten to boil over.I don’t want to waste time fighting her. I need to get back to my mate and my unborn child. There’s no way for me to kill her here anyway. She’s a spectre. Her real body was turned to worm food a long, long time ago.I want to kick myself for my stupidity. My body isn’t real either. It’s back home with Arlo, waiting for me to return to it. I’m as ethereal as a ghost here. “You can’t touch me,” I tell Morgana with absolute certainty, feeling great pleasure when I see hatred flaring in her eyes.“Go away, Morgana, I don’t have anything more to say to you,” I tell her defiantly, before settling in to concentrate once more. I have no idea whether she’s trying to grab me, because I’m not watching and I can’t feel her at all.I need to dig around and find wher
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SorenThe boy shifts on his feet, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he catches his breath. He’s young, maybe fifteen, but the worry in his eyes makes him seem older.“What do you mean Damon is ‘sniffing around’?” I ask, keeping my voice steady despite the unease coiling in my gut.“He’s been talking to some of our warriors,” the boy says, wiping sweat from his forehead. “Telling them you’re weak. That you left us. That we need a strong leader to protect us.” His expression darkens. “My dad told him to get lost, but… not everyone feels the same.”Cerelia curses under her breath, her hand gripping my forearm in support. “I’m so sorry, Soren. I can’t believe my own brother is doing this, after the peace deal you reached. Maybe I can talk to him and make him see sense.”“This isn’t your fault,” I tell her, shaking my head. “Damon’s always been looking for an opportunity like this. He would have made his move eventually.”The words sound strong, but inside, doubt gnaws at me.Damon i
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 128 Starting Again
Hilda Days of endless bliss follow.My healing is speeding up and I’m well enough to go out and show everyone that I’m really alive and well. There’s no war threatening and Arlo delegates a lot of his duties to Percy, so he can spend more time with me. My stamina is quickly returning to what it was and I don’t waste one precious moment of alone time with my mate.We’ve fallen into a routine. Mornings are spent in bed, making love slowly before having brunch. Arlo goes to training and to take care of business until late afternoon. Generally we’re panting for each other by that time and nights are spent in frantic fuck fests that leave me exhausted and deliriously happy.I’m under strict orders to do no exercise other than walking until I’m back to my normal weight, so I alternate who I drag away from their everyday lives to take forced walks with me between Cerelia, Percy, Kestrel and Nixie. I’ve decided frantic sex with Arlo is integral to my overall well-being and thus does not coun
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 127 Quiet Time
HildaMy stamina isn’t what it used to be. As much as I want to keep making love to Arlo until the sun starts peeking over the horizon, I’m so sated and sleepy after my third orgasm, I can barely summon the energy to roll on to my back.“I’m sorry, baby,” I murmur, breathing heavily and attempting to push my hair off my sweaty brow. He rolls to his side and leans over me immediately, tenderly taking over the task of moving my hair.“Don’t you dare. I would have sold my soul for a single kiss while you were gone. Just having you back brings me enough joy to last me a lifetime and on top of that I got to make love to you for over an hour. There’s no part of me that isn’t fully celebrating right now.”I smile at him sleepily, contentment washing through me, tranquility sinking into my bones. “Me too,” I admit, happily kissing him back when his lips brush over mine.“I never want to spend a moment separated from you again,” Arlo murmurs against my ear, his forehead resting against mine. “
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 126 Fractured Allegiances
Damon The tension in the air is palpable the moment I step onto Soren’s land.His wolves eye me warily, shoulders squared, jaws tight, their instincts screaming at them to bare their throats in submission. But they don’t. Not fully. There’s deference, sure, but not the kind I need. Complete, unquestionable loyalty to an Alpha. That belongs to Soren, even in his absence.Damn fool. He isn’t even here, yet his pack still clings to him like he’s their salvation.I keep my stance loose, my expression unreadable. It won’t help my cause to show irritation. Instead, I let a slow smirk curl my lips as I address the wolves gathered before me.“I have to say, I’m disappointed,” I begin, scanning their faces, letting my gaze linger just long enough to make each one uncomfortable. “Soren’s abandoned you. He’s off playing house in Arlo’s territory, licking his wounds, and you’re all here… waiting for what, exactly?”A ripple of unease moves through them. I see the flicker of doubt in their eyes,
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 125 Finally
ArloHolding myself back from making love to Hilda for an entire week has been hell. And she’s been no help whatsoever, ‘accidentally’ rubbing her ass against my cock at night and constantly telling me how much she wants me.She’s regained some color and she no longer looks like the lightest touch will snap her in half. “If anything I do hurts, you have to tell me to stop,” I beg her, running my hand up and down her side lightly.“I thought we’ve established I like it when it hurts a little,” she teases, sucking my lower lip into her mouth and setting fire to my skin in the process. “Hilda, I’m serious,” I warn her, pulling away slightly.“Nooo, come back,” she complains, her fingers digging into my shoulders and forcing me down again with surprising strength. “If I feel any discomfort, I promise to tell you,” she agrees. “But you have to promise not to treat me like I’m made of glass.”“I can’t do that. You’re so small and fragile and…pregnant.” I breathe the last word, wonder fillin
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 124 Slow and Steady
HildaI must admit, I’d been hoping that coming back to life would involve a lot more naked sexy time. It’s been almost a week and Arlo still refuses to make love to me.At least I know from his frequent and inopportune erections that I’m not the only one suffering. He wants me to regain my strength before engaging in any strenuous activity. My offer to lie there without moving didn’t amuse him.Cerelia’s doing her best with herbal remedies, but Arlo’s presence is the biggest help. I’m increasing the amount I’m able to eat every day and I’m hopeful that I’ll be able to jump Arlo’s bones very soon.“You look so much better already,” he tells me when we wake up on the 7th day after my return. “Thanks baby, that’s just what every woman wants to hear from her lover,” I say snippily.I’m growing irritable from being cooped up and I’m really, really horny. Arlo’s offered to help out with masturbation and cunnilingus, but I want the full experience. He refuses to let me relieve his pressure
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HildaMorgana grabs my hair, pulling roughly to try and stop me from fanning that tiny spark back into the inferno it once was. It’s impossible to focus while she yanks my head from side to side and frustrations threaten to boil over.I don’t want to waste time fighting her. I need to get back to my mate and my unborn child. There’s no way for me to kill her here anyway. She’s a spectre. Her real body was turned to worm food a long, long time ago.I want to kick myself for my stupidity. My body isn’t real either. It’s back home with Arlo, waiting for me to return to it. I’m as ethereal as a ghost here. “You can’t touch me,” I tell Morgana with absolute certainty, feeling great pleasure when I see hatred flaring in her eyes.“Go away, Morgana, I don’t have anything more to say to you,” I tell her defiantly, before settling in to concentrate once more. I have no idea whether she’s trying to grab me, because I’m not watching and I can’t feel her at all.I need to dig around and find wher
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ArloI keep my hand over hers, my thumb tracing slow, idle circles against her skin. It should be warm. She should be warm. Instead, it’s cool to the touch, too still, too lifeless to be the dancing flame that is Hilda.I lean forward, pressing my forehead to the back of her hand, inhaling deeply, searching for any lingering trace of her scent. It’s there, just barely, faint traces of something floral, something uniquely her, but it’s fading. Like everything else.Weeks. It’s been weeks. She doesn’t breathe. She doesn’t stir. There’s no heartbeat, no sign of life. The bond, our bond, disappeared the moment she fell. It should have killed me. It almost did. The absence of it is a void I can’t escape, an endless chasm swallowing me whole.That’s how I know she isn’t gone. There’s more proof in the slight swell of her belly. Where our child is still growing inside her against all reason. Somehow kept alive through magic I don’t understand. But if our child still exists, then so does she.
