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Bella MoondragonSo sorry--chapters have been posted out of order again! I'm trying to fix it!
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The Alpha King's Breeder The Tables Have Turned
PoseyBright warm morning sunlight dances through the curtains. The frost of the windows melts in real time as I sit up, my back stiff and aching. I fell asleep in the chair by the fireplace by accident, a book on modern apothecary sprawled across my lap, still open to the page Kenna said would have some more up-to-date applications for relieving the aches and pains associated with using my fingers like tools. Aris is fast asleep in a ray of sunshine, his glass of healing draft spiked water empty and his face, thankfully, looking normal, if not still a little bruised. I rise, my thin nightgown falling down my thighs when my toes touch the floorboards. Aris’s eyes pop open. He sits up, running his hand over his face, and looks right at me. “Good morning.” I set the book on the chair. This moment feels slightly odd, like a recreation of the night I stumbled out of this same bed to find him sprawled in the chair, watching me like a hawk while I unraveled in fear and heartbreak in the
The Alpha King's Breeder I'm a Freak
PoseyI press another cool, wet rag against Aris’s battered face, sighing deeply at the gouge across his forehead, expertly stitched by his mother. A welt the size of Tarsian slashes from temple to jaw on the left side of his face, and he has a black eye, but I’m sure he’s looked worse at some point in his life. This is just the worst I’ve ever seen him, and my stomach curls into tight knots when he frowns and hisses in pain against the cold press of the rag. “Don’t be a baby about it,” I scold, dunking the rag in ice water again and wringing it out to continue torturing him. “It was, wholeheartedly, your fault.”He grunts in reply, unable to fully open his left eye, but the right one is fixed on my face, narrowed into a fox-like slit. I reach for the small vial of healing draft on the bedside table, but he catches my wrist. “No. I did deserve this, after all. Might as well suffer for a few more hours.”“You look like you’ve been through a meat-grinder.” I smile down at him. He pres
The Alpha King's Breeder Help Me Protect Her
ArisPosey disappears in a flurry of gray wool the second my powers fade like tendrils of smoke across the dark mosaic tiles of the grand foyer. Her footsteps echo down a darkened corridor, the only sound for what feels like an eternity–an eternity spent willing myself to stand still and not chase after her. We just returned from Silverhide moments ago. Me, my mate, and my parents and grandfather. Posey’s role is clear as I tuck my hands in my pockets. She’s going to help Ian using her alchemy. My parents, on the other hand, came here because… I don’t feel like myself and they sense that and are concerned… among other things, like the fact I have a mate and she’s… powerful. So powerful. There’s a monster inside of me with a one-track mind, and it’s only thought is her, my mate. My mate and her comfort, her protection. My mate and her body under mine. My mate locked away somewhere only I can find her for the foreseeable future. It’s a grating, unnerving sense of possessiveness that
The Alpha King's Breeder Stuck in a Shift
Aris“Are you okay? Dizzy?” Posey’s cheeks are warm and flushed between my gloved hands. She nods, but it’s short and sharp, and I can tell she’s lying about feeling anything but insanely nauseous and out-of-body. I’ve jumped with her before, when I brought her mangled, bleeding body back to the castle and dosed her with so many healing drafts I wondered if I’d inadvertently killed her with them instead of healing her injuries, but unlike Brie and some of the other normal people in our family, she has powers, and she recovers within seconds of being torn between realms and stitched back together again. It’s early evening in the Deadlands. Silverhide glows in the pale golden haze of the first light of sunset. The snow-covered landscape shines pink as the sun dips below the ridges, turning the sky a stunning violet, but we’re not here on a sightseeing tour. “Come here,” I murmur, tugging her closer to fix her cloak, which tangled during the journey. She stands stunned, looking to the
The Alpha King's Breeder On the Worktable
ArisI lift the smaller skull and balance it in my hand while Posey moves in the background. The midmorning air is scented with the herbs she uses for her potions and hand creams. Little bells and chimes ping through the air as her timer goes off. I glance at her, the sunlight casting a halo around her face. She’s pouring a cooled tincture of whistlethorne and dried cherry into a large vial. It’s not even noon, and her fingers are already stained black. I set the skull down and look at the tools arranged on the granite, some still cooling, sending puffs of steam into the air. “You have a whole collection now,” I muse, and her smile is soft, no teeth, just a twitch of her lips. “I have a ways to go to replace everything from the old alchemy room downstairs.”“I could… order some, take the burden off your shoulders.”She throws me an incredulous look that makes my heart squeeze. “Or not.” I ease onto the stool I brought upstairs so I could sit here and watch her from a closer distan
The Alpha King's Breeder Do You Want This?
PoseyAris pants against my neck. Pleasure like I’ve never known washes through me. Toe-curling, mind-numbing bliss that I drown in for several seconds until the room comes back into focus, and I remember myself. His eyes are dark and hooded in the firelight. The curtains are drawn to the storm beyond, and it’s still nighttime, I think. Aris is leaning over me, one hand resting between my thighs, and his other hand is still splayed against my back to keep me upright. His gaze holds mine in disbelief before he dips his head to lick the wound he just left clean, the puncture marks fading into scars under his tongue. His mark on my skin feels like I’ve been branded by liquid silver. It feels heavy and amazing.“You should hate me,” I whisper, closing my eyes and leaning my cheek against his. I’m so tired. I’ve never felt exhaustion like this before. My fingers ache to the bone. All I did today was build the helmet, repair every gem, turning silver into diamonds and moonstones to hold hi
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