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THE CAPTIVE'S LOVE CHAPTER 9
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"You should have let me." Her breath was barely audible, but the effect was one of a hurricane. "You should have let me die with my pack."Vladimir came to an instant stop.Then—He laughed.Low. Deadly.Mocking."You think death would be a mercy?" he breathed. "Oh, little one… death would be too gentle."She withdrew her face, revulsion churning in her belly."Then kill me." She said more loudly this time.His fingers trailed down the side of her throat, mapping the shallow pulse beneath."No."Her cry was frozen in her throat."No?" she echoed, icy.His smile widened."You will live, Emereah." His hand descended, halting just above her heart. "You will live long enough to break."Her breast rose up sharply, a glimpse of fear in her eyes."You want me to hurt," she told him. It was not a question.Vladimir moved closer, close enough that his breath rustled against the bend of her ear."I want you to know what it is to have nothing… and still be forced to live."She shivered."I want
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Vladimir leaned forward, his lips grazing the rim of her ear."So what will it be, little wolf?"There was a silence.A crushing, smothering silence.Then—"Fine."The single word slipped off her lips on a sigh—defeated, but also inflected with poison.Vladimir smiled to himself, pleased.He released her chin, inclining his head as he gazed at her with sinful mirth."Good girl."His fingers danced across her wrist for one final moment before releasing, as if already triumphant.For he had.For now.But Emereah knew one thing—This wasn't over.This was only the start of a much deadlier game.She crouched broken, weak, her body shuddering with fatigue. The weight of Vladimir's presence bore down on her like an intangible force, crushing, unstoppable.And then—"Don't use them against me."Her voice cracked.Tears rose in her silver eyes, spilled down her battered cheeks as she shook beneath his stare. She never begged before. Not ever.But now—"I beg you… please."A pause for silence.
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The castle walls creaked under the darkness of night. Thicker, more suffocating silence wrapped itself around the room where Emereah lay—her life hanging on by threads.The poison of the scorpion still seared in her veins. The welts of her lashings festered. Her throat was sore from weeping.But she wept for no one but her people.For the ones she couldn't save. For the ones Vladimir had threatened to kill. For the ones who still believed in her."I should have died."The door slammed open without warning.Her heart stopped.And there he was—Vladimir.Clad in his dark royal cloak, his golden eyes sparkled with something far more sinister than anger. Cruel amusement.He strode toward her as if stalking prey."Get up."Emereah barely had the strength to move. Her body ached, her limbs limp, her head pounding with dryness."I… can't…"She croaked, barely over a whisper.Vladimir tsked."I did not query whether you could. I commanded you to get up."Her body refused. Her legs trembled ben
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Her breath hitched as she reached Vladimir’s chamber. The heavy oak doors loomed before her, guarded by two of his most loyal men.“Let me through,” she demanded.The guards stiffened but stood firm.“Alpha has requested privacy,” one muttered.“I am his fiancée,” Alexandria hissed, her voice low and lethal. “Step aside… or you’ll answer for it.”The guards hesitated. One gave the other a warning look before reluctantly opening the door.There he was-Vladimir. Standing beside the bed, gazing out the window. But not Emereah that got Alexandria's blood running hot. It was Vladimir. The way his eyes stayed on her. The way his fingers swept a strand of sweat-drenched hair off Emereah's face moments ago."No. no, no." Alexandria's heart thundered."You're watching her," she growled, her voice trembling with fury.Vladimir scarcely moved his head. "Do you have some reason for coming here?""There's always a reason when my Alpha gets her hands on a slave like she's some breakable trophy!" Al
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As the stench of burned flesh clung to the dripping castle walls, echoing with every suffering whimper that came after screams had once led the way. The hurt persisted.Alexandria loomed over the fractured shape of Emereah, her fingers sticky with the ferocity she had created. The branding iron had a glowing ember still in her palm. The hot metal in the bucket at her side cooed low, its potential victim still untold.However, something was… missing.Alexandria had longed to discover Emereah broken beyond repair, to watch her soul reduce to dust. And yet—those silver eyes still burned with rebellion.It infuriated her.Sneering, she seized a cruel grip on Emereah's jaw, her fingernails raking over Emereah's bruised skin."Why. Won't. You. Break?" she spat, her grip growing tighter.Emereah's lips shook, but she went on to draw a quivering, gasping laugh."Disappointed?" she panted, her voice a mere whisper.Alexandria's eyes blazed. She was. And it made her furious.She pulled Emereah'
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The walls of the dungeon kept the echoes of pain, confining them in the stone like screams from the damned.Vladimir observed closely, his golden eyes sparkling as Emereah's body twitched with the raw pain coursing through her flesh.He applied the still-smoldering rag deeper into the burns, relishing the pained gasp that escaped her lips.A rich, shuddering noise.But still—not enough.She hadn't screamed.Not quite.Not in a way that would please him."Do you have any idea what I hate the most, little wolf?" Vladimir pondered, his tone so close to normal. His fingers brushed over the rim of the brand, following the mark Alexandria had burned into her shoulder.Her muscles flexed under his touch, but she did not respond.That resistance—it made him shiver.He smiled."I hate hope," he whispered. "I hate the idiots who hold on to it, hoping it will miraculously save them."He drew closer, his hot breath on her shivering lips."But you have no hope, Emereah."His grip around her injure
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It was deafening, a gut-wrenching celebration of carnage.Emereah barely saw them.Her world had broken the moment her father's headless corpse had been hurled before her.Her Alpha.Her father.Dead. His dead eyes gazed directly at her, the sword still embedded in his head.The world went haze.The laughter, the taunts, the sounds of blows—all else were wiped out.A silence so deafening enveloped Emereah's mind.No.No, this could not be.This couldn't be possible.She had sensed his death, had known in her own heart that he was gone.But to see—To see her father's head, laid out like a trophy—Something within her broke.A raw, tearing scream ripped from her throat.A scream of pain.A scream of fury.A scream which shattered the air itself.The hall trembled.The torches blazed—and died.And then—A blinding white explosion burst from Emereah's body. Warriors shrieked as power hurled them to the ground.Tables splintered, chairs flew through the air.The first warrior who tried t
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Vladimir's breathing was in ragged, gasping gusts. His muscles screamed, his golden eyes blazing with something he never thought he'd ever experience.Fear.The great hall—the very heartbeat of his victory, his power—was collapsing around him. Pillars crumpled, the once-magnificent banners of the Red Crescent Moon Pack ablaze.And amidst it all—She stood.Emereah.The woman he had provoked, the woman he had beaten, tormented, and intimidated into submission.She was no longer fractured.She was no longer vulnerable.She was vengeance incarnate.And the white fire danced around her like a living thing, nipping at her flesh but never touching. She had been made invulnerable—a goddess born in fire and pain and fury.Vladimir's men were dead.All of them burned.Only the servants of the Silverfang Pack slunk in corners, eyes awestruck with fear.Among the battle-trained warriors—one who had fought together with her father—fell onto his knees. His voice trembling, he barely whispered, "Th
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The hall was quiet.Too quiet.Alexandria's gasping breath rasped at the back of her throat as she pushed the bloody hand into the cool of the stone wall, the injury in her side bleeding heat. She did not know if the trickling was blood or sweat streaming down her temple, but it no longer mattered.Liberty lay just beyond her fingertips.And Emereah. Emereah was losing its hold."No," Alexandria gasped into the quiet, staggered forward. "No, not like this. I will not lose you."Her bare feet pounded the marble floor—every step an infringement of silence. Somewhere behind her, the ringing of guards crying out shattered the stillness. They'd discovered she was gone.Her heartbeat pounded in her throat.A low growl of hurt slipped out from between her teeth as she reached the end of the corridor and looked up towards the grating at the top of the servants' chute. Her only hope. Her side ached where they'd kicked her in the last battle, and her knuckles were bleeding—half flayed open when
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Vladimir was sitting on the side of his bed, his amber-colored eyes locked onto Emereah.She stood in front of him, her angular body wrapped in a golden silk gown that flashed in the firefight. The clingy material seemed to mold over every inch of her frame, outlining her as a possession already unwrapped and already owned.Her hair fell in waves of deep red down her back, and her pale blue eyes—too pale now, almost glass-like—blinked slowly, as if reading his very breath.“Emereah,” he said, his voice low and smooth, “we are married now. You are my Luna. Then serve me now… as your husband.”A pause.Then, in quiet horror, she moved. She came down on her knees, the movement slow, smooth, practiced. Her hands lay upon his knees—delicate, poised. Her fingers wrapped in the folds of his trousers, and she bent her head the slightest bit towards him.There was sensuality in her attitude.But not a soul.Vladimir let out his breath, shivering down to his toes. Victory swept over him, a dark
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The Red Crescent courtyard was filled with golden light, but dusk had devoured the sky. The fire torches danced in unnatural synchrony—each flame unnaturally motionless, as if under a spell. The guests stood frozen, their lips sealed by magic, their faces locked in silent rebellion.In the center, on a platform of elevated obsidian and bone, Emereah stood alongside Vladimir. Her formerly fierce silver eyes were empty now, gentle and submissive, like a puppet held captive by threads of air.She had a gown embroidered in threads of moonstone and rubies as blood-red as death—regal and macabre. Her bracelets, once symbols of her royalty, were now magical shackles that shone with magic, glinting each time her hand slightly shifted at Vladimir's whim.The nobles of the Silver Moon Pack stood in the background, all slaves, once family—tears flowing silently down their faces. Their eyes pleaded as their voices could not. They saw their princess, the daughter of their alpha, marry the man whos
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Dawn.The palace bells rang low and mournful.The great hall was transformed into a cathedral of black splendor. Black banners bearing golden wolves hung from the ceilings. Candles floating in mid-air, each fire dancing crimson beneath the blood-red sky above.At the far end, Vladimir.Attired in black and silver. A wolf pelt thrown over his shoulders. His eyes never leaving the doors.And then. she entered.Emereah.Attended by handmaidens.Wearing a glittering gown of ivory, a crown of interwoven moon-thorns upon her brow. Her eyes were wide, glassy.Behind her, the nobles of Silver Moon were made to kneel. Chained. Shackled. Made to witness their final royal bloodline wed to the destroyer of their home.Some cried.Some screamed.One even bellowed: "YOU KILLED HER FATHER! HOW DARE YOU ADMIRE HER LINEAGE AS A TROPHY!"Vladimir lifted his hand.The guards beat the speaker to the ground.Despite this, Vladimir smiled.Let them scream.Let them watch.She was his now.Emereah approache
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The next day, things moved into high gear. Golden armor was put on Vladimir, while the inner courtyard of the palace erupted in magical roses that flowed red sap upon contact.Among the slave barracks, Silver Moon's nobles were chained and forced to construct the ceremonial arch. One old man bled from his palms as he placed the stone on the ground."She won't remember us," he said.Another lord, younger, growled through clenched teeth. "Then we remind her. Even if it kills us all." As sunset was dissolved into darkness, the palace halls blazed with the golden flutter of torchlight. But in Emereah's room, the air was cold. Still. Practically vacant.Alexandria stood nearly a foot away, her hand resting on Emereah's stiff one. Her breathing shook as she tried again."It's me," she breathed, voice shuddering beneath the burden of all their memories now behind her. "Alexandria. the one who reminded you of your past. Of Silver Moon. Of you."Emereah's lips parted, eyes wavering—but the fir
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The moonlight had lost its warmth.It poured pale and cold over the marble floors of the throne room, where Emereah stood—still and silent—wrapped in a silver gown that shivered like starlight caught in a web. Her eyes, which had once brimmed with fire and spirit, now displayed the flat hollowness of glass.The sorceress's spell had taken root.She stood beside Vladimir, her body subservient, her spirit struggling in silence. The silver bangles on her wrists, once mere ornaments, now softly glowed with magic—a sign of slavery.Vladimir held out his hand.My people!" he shouted from the platform, face aglow with triumph. "Tonight, I announce what fate has long decreed. Emereah, child of the late Alpha of Silver Moon, will be my Luna. A union of two powers, two houses… and one throne!"The nobles of the Silver Moon pack—former proud warriors, now servile slaves in ragged robes—cried out in anguish. Their suffering echoed in the vaulted hall, raw and agonizing.No!\" one of the elders sh
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But far, far deep inside her, beneath magic and altered memory, there was a spark of fire.A vision—blonde hair swirling in the wind, the cry of her name, gentle fingers clasped hard around her own in chill."Alex…?"The name hung on her lips, but did not escape.Vladimir felt the shiver and his eyes clenching. "No. Not now." He spun on his heel and dismissed the sorceress."Cast the spell more powerful," he commanded. "I want her will bound tighter than ever."The sorceress hesitated. "Alpha, the spell is already aching. Too much, and she can—""Do it!" he snarled, voice thunderous. "I will not let her go!"The sorceress curtsied, gliding back into the shadows.The torches in the cave tunnel cast eerie shadows as the sorceress glided towards the chamber, robes billowing behind her like a cloud of night. The air thickened with every step, charged with the chill bite of ancient blood and intricate magic. Behind the closed doors, Emereah stood still, her silver armlets pulsating with a
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In the great hall, tension was palpable. Emereah's rebellion had not been anticipated, and Vladimir's mind stumbled to reassert command. His golden eyes, which had previously been cold and calculating, now blazed with frantic fervor."Emereah," he started, his voice a careful calm that masked the tempest within, "I realize your confusion. Recent occurrences have been. overwhelming. But this is not the moment for conflict."Emereah's eyes did not waver. "So then when is the time, Vladimir? When will the truth be revealed?"A hum ran through the crowd of people gathered there. The elders glanced at each other, feeling the undertows of power struggle ahead.Vladimir stepped forward, bridging the gap between them. "You are my mate," he stated, his voice ringing off the stone walls. "Together, we will reign. To join and make our people stronger."Emereah's heart thudded in her chest. The weight of his words bore down on her, but the shards of memory—fragile and shattered—whispered of anoth
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Vladimir stood, his face chiseled from ice, but something flashed behind his eyes—brief, barely perceptible. Fear. Not of Emereah's power. But of her clarity."You were fragmented," he said cautiously, each word swathed in silk but cut like glass. "When I discovered you, you were suffocating under darkness. I merely. took away the burden."Her head moved reluctantly, threads of moon-glow hair dancing against her cheek. "That's not what it seems like."Vladimir moved towards her, outstretched hand, as if he could soothe the tempest brewing in her breast."Emereah—""No," she told him firmly, moving back, her voice no longer breakable. "You're afraid. I see it now. Every time Alexandria talks, your mask slips." He stumbled in his step. "She poisoned your mind—"“She ignited it,” Emereah interrupted, voice rising. “She called me a warrior. A queen. Those words—they meant something to me. Why did they feel truer than anything you’ve ever said?”Vladimir’s lips curled slightly into a sad
