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2023-07-12 03:58:53
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The Alpha King's Breeder Out of the Shadows
ArisSapphire Ridge isn’t a beautiful place by any means. Compared to the sub-tropical, evergreen landscape of the capital, the Ridge is, for the most part, buried in several feet of fog on even the sunniest of days. Today is no exception. It’s raining. Pouring, to be completely, brutally honest. The hood of my cloak is sopping wet by the time I reach the gate of the castle, which opens wide with the help of a quartet of guards who either sensed my presence or open the gate for anyone who comes near, the latter being more likely. Sapphire Ridge is secluded, rural, and not friendly to outsiders. Everyone here–all two-hundred pack members or so–are related loosely, I believe. Distance cousins–at bes–are given the preference to marry and reproduce for alchemy power over love or even the mate bond. The castle of Sapphire Ridge is a boxy fortress of moss-eaten gray stone that casts the rest of the village buildings in its shadow. Built into the side of the mountain, its grounds are littl
The Alpha King's Breeder Why Wait?
ArisI’ve seen things in my life I can’t explain. This is, by far, the most intense. I was perfectly fine staying ignorant of the fact that the spirits who keep the castle running like a well-oiled machine were once people, and that Soren was right about being unnerved by their ghostly presence. But this is…. This is just… Posey steps forward to stand between me and the young woman draped in silver moonlight, her gown like something out of the ancient books in Arthur’s archives. It’s strange seeing the haunting outline of the diadem on her head, her dark, tightly curled hair woven through the slits of metal in an intricate updo compared to Posey, soot-stained and gorgeous, still in her apron, the diadem resting on top of her thick, strawberry-blonde waves. Two princesses separated by death and centuries stare at each other for a very long time. I feel the male spirit's presence nearby, but he’s invisible, just a touch of air on the side of my cheek. Isolde, that’s what Posey ca
The Alpha King's Breeder A Proposal and a Promise
The fawn is all legs in Aris’s arms as he walks her out of my alchemy room, where she’s been bouncing across the floorboards for the last hour, jumping on any flat surface and threatening to lose her life repeatedly around everything hard and sharp. Heat pours from my fingertips. I smooth a length of silver flat, the molten metal reflecting red against the granite, when Aris returns in a huff, sweaty, new bruises on his forearms when he rolls up his sleeves. He tsks, giving me an incredulous look before easing into his resigned seat at my worktable–the only stool strong enough to hold his impressive stature and weight. “You may have been right.”“About what?” I tease, picking up the tools I need to begin etching the strip of silver. “That our darling daughter is a wild animal and would be better suited to a life outside.”“Our daughter?” I laugh, and it’s pitched. “Aris!”“Do that again.” He braces his hands on the granite and eases up, leaning forward. “Do what?”“Smile like that
The Alpha King's Breeder A Shift in Disposition
PoseyThe snow is wet and thick beneath my paws, unlike a few days ago when everything was a frozen wasteland. I can prance easily, staying mostly on top of the snow instead of sinking into it, and the air feels cold but in a good way instead of that teeth-rattling chill. I have no idea where we’re going, and I don’t think Aris does either. He’s quick and sure-footed, but so am I, and while we race and weave between trees and leap off rocks jutting out of the snow, our movements begin to sync until I’m beside him instead of behind him. The forest thins to reveal the shallow valley he was talking about earlier. The ground beneath us tilts into the valley, slippery and uneven. When I slow and carefully pick my way down, Aris has other plans. He pounces on me, sending us both careening through the snow, and the play fight that ensues has birds soaring from the trees in alarm. He pins me twice, rolling me onto my back, dragging me over the snow and delighting in my little squeals, but
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
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