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Chapter 48
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The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 49
(Damien’s POV)The Broker had given me a choice.Pay his price or walk away with nothing.But I never played by other people’s rules.So instead of waiting, I found what I needed on my own.And now, the man who poisoned Sofia lay at my feet, blood pooling around his body, his eyes lifeless.His last moments had been full of fear. I made sure of it.Jaxon wiped his knife on his jeans, exhaling. “Well. That was satisfying.”Ethan nudged the body with his boot. “Took long enough to find him.”I remained silent, staring at the corpse.It wasn’t enough.Because this man? He was just another pawn.But at least now, I had one less obstacle between me and the real enemy.“Burn it,” I said finally, standing.Jaxon grinned. “Gladly.”Ethan shot me a look. “We should be careful. People are going to ask questions.”I smirked. “Let them.”---I thought it was over.I thought I could go home to Sofia, hold her, finally breathe.But barely a day later—the police showed up.---The knock on my office
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(Sofia’s POV)I knew something was wrong the moment Damien walked through the door.His shoulders were tense, his golden eyes darker than usual, his jaw clenched so tight it looked like he was barely holding himself together.He didn’t say anything at first, just tossed his jacket onto the chair and poured himself a drink.That was my first clue. Damien never drank this early.I set my book aside, watching him carefully. “Rough day?”He exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. “Nothing I can’t handle.”Liar.I could see it, the way his fingers twitched slightly, the way his wolf was restless beneath his skin.Something had happened.I stood, walking over to him, gently placing a hand on his arm. “Talk to me.”His muscles tensed under my touch, but he didn’t pull away.For a moment, he just stared into his glass, the golden liquid swirling inside. Then, finally, he sighed. “The police came to see me today.”That made me pause. “The police?”He nodded. “They’re looking into a mi
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(Sofia’s POV)Damien promised to let me in—to stop shutting me out.Then he broke that promise.Again.I should’ve seen it coming. Damien Blackwood doesn’t know how to share control. He’s possessive, obsessive, and infuriatingly overprotective. The worst part? I love him for it.But love doesn’t mean blind obedience.It doesn’t mean I’ll sit back while he makes every decision.Yet, that’s exactly what he did.Again.The argument started as a discussion. I pushed him for more answers, demanded to know what he planned to do about The Broker.He avoided the question.Then he refused to tell me anything.When I kept pressing—when I reminded him that I deserved to know—he looked me in the eyes and said, “Stay out of it, Sofia.”Like I’m some fragile thing.Like I’m not part of this.Like I’m not his mate.I snapped.The words flew b
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-02The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 52
(Sofia’s POV) The city swallowed me whole. I weaved through the crowds, keeping my hood low, my steps quick but not rushed. Panic would draw attention. And right now, attention was the last thing I needed. Damien was looking for me. I could feel it. The weight of his presence pressed against my chest like a tether pulling me back. Even with blocks between us, even with no one chasing me down yet, I knew. He was coming. But I wasn’t ready to be found. I slipped into a small coffee shop on the edge of town, picking the furthest seat in the back. From here, I could see the door, watch who came in, make sure no one was following me. The barista took my order without much interest, sliding me a steaming cup before turning back to the register. I exhaled, wrapping my fingers around the warmth, letting myself breathe. I needed a plan. I needed somewhere he wouldn’t think to look. But where the hell could I go? Damien knew me. He knew my habits, my favorite places,
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-02The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within chapter 53
Sofia had always been a free spirit, never one to be tied down or held back. But when she ran away from home, she didn't realize just how much she was leaving behind. She found herself alone and lost in a new city, unsure of where to turn.That's when Damien found her. refusing to let her go He had been obsessed with her since the moment they met, and there was no way he was going to let her slip through his fingers now. He tracked her down to a rundown hostel on the outskirts of town and refused to leave her side.Sofia was hesitant at first, but there was something about Damien that she couldn't resist. Maybe it was his rugged good looks, or the way he made her feel wanted and desired. Whatever it was, she found herself drawn to him, unable to resist the pull of his magnetic personality.One thing led to another, and before they knew it, they were tearing each other's clothes off in a frenzy of passion. Sofia had never felt this way before, so alive and free. She let out a moan as D
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(Damien’s POV)The drive back to the penthouse was quiet, but my mind was anything but.Sofia sat in the passenger seat, gazing out the window. She hadn’t spoken much since I found her. I could still feel her hesitation, the slight stiffness in her posture. She wasn’t ready to forgive me for forcing her to return.I wasn’t ready to let her go.My hand rested on her thigh, grounding her—grounding myself. She didn’t push me away.That was enough for now.When we arrived at the penthouse, something felt off.The scent of my Beta filled the air, thick with urgency.Sofia didn’t seem to notice, too tired to care. “I need a bath,” she muttered, moving toward the stairs.I caught her wrist gently. “Go ahead. I’ll join you soon.”She frowned but didn’t question it. Instead, she nodded and disappeared into the bedroom.The moment she was gone, I turned to find Beta standing near the entrance of the living room, waiting.His face was set in a hard line. “We need to talk.”I exhaled, rubbing a h
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(Damien’s POV)I barely slept.The old woman’s words haunted me, looping in my mind like a cruel whisper."One of you must die."I wanted to dismiss it, to pretend it was just some sick trick, but my instincts told me otherwise. Something about her felt ancient. Absolute.And I couldn’t ignore it.Not when Sofia’s life was on the line.I spent the night sitting on the edge of the bed, watching her sleep. Her face was peaceful, unaware of the weight crushing my chest.She didn’t know that I was fighting against something I didn’t understand.Something that wanted to take her from me.But I wouldn’t let it.I wouldn’t lose her.---The next morning, Sofia stretched lazily before turning to me. “Why do you look like you wrestled with death in your sleep?”I forced a smirk. “You were hogging the covers again.”She rolled her eyes. “Liar.” Then her face softened. “You didn’t sleep, did you?”I exhaled and ran a hand through my hair. “Too much on my mind.”She frowned. “Is it about work?”I
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(Damien’s POV)Ethan returned with nothing.“I searched everywhere,” he said, frustration heavy in his voice. “No one has seen the old woman. It’s like she never existed.”I clenched my jaw, barely stopping myself from breaking something.She came to us. Spoke about a curse, about death, then vanished like a ghost.None of it made sense.Jaxon exhaled. “What now?”I didn’t answer.Because if she wouldn’t come to us, then I would force her to appear.---I locked myself in the library, pacing.The scent of old parchment and leather filled the air, but I couldn’t focus. Books were useless. The woman had answers, and I needed them.Now.A cold gust of air swept through the room.I turned sharply—And there she was.Standing in the dim light, wrapped in heavy robes, her eyes unreadable.The old woman.I bared my teeth. “You’ve been hiding.”She didn’t flinch. “I appear only when necessary.”I stepped forward, rage curling in my chest. “What ritual are you talking about? We’ve already done
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The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 80 – “The Map of Memories”
(Damien’s POV – Present Day)The blood on the floor had long since dried. The candles flickered as if they feared what we were about to do.Lyra stood at the center of the chamber barefoot, her cloak discarded, her runes fully exposed across her arms and collarbone. Her breathing was shallow, but her gaze had steadied. Focused.“This is not a spell,” she said, voice low. “It’s a bridge. Once we begin, I won’t control where you go. The memories will pull you toward the piece of her soul that still remembers you.”“And if it doesn’t?” I asked.She looked at me with those storm-gray eyes. “Then you’ll wander her past until your spirit forgets who it was.”I didn’t flinch.“If there’s a part of her that still remembers me,” I murmured, stepping closer, “that’s all I need.”Lyra knelt beside the basin of now-consecrated blood. She whispered an ancient chant, tracing her fingers in precise patterns above the surface. The blood began to glow faintly, pulsing—like it was responding to my hear
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 79 – The Vision Walker
(Damien’s POV – Present Day)The moon was barely more than a sickle of light in the sky. Clouds churned over the forest, and the air was heavy—too quiet, too still. The trees whispered warnings in a language only the cursed could understand.I hadn’t planned to return to the ritual site tonight.But something—a pull—dragged me here.The clearing still bore the markings of the ceremony that broke me. The silver runes carved into stone still shimmered faintly, and the scent of magic hung in the air like cold smoke.I stepped into the circle.And stopped.Someone was there.A body.A woman.She lay curled at the edge of the stones, half-covered in leaves, her skin dusted with blood and soil. A torn cloak clung to her frame, silver thread stitched into its seams—ancient symbols I hadn’t seen in centuries.I rushed to her side.She wasn’t a rogue. Her scent was strange, like rain and stardust. Not of this land.Her breathing was shallow. Her skin ice-cold.But then, her lips parted.And in
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 78
(Damien’s POV – Three Moons Without Her)Time moved differently without her.Slower.Heavier.Like the minutes were dragging their feet through wet concrete.Three days had passed since the ritual.Since I bound my name to another woman to deceive ancient spirits.Since I whispered goodbye into the ear of the only woman who ever made this cursed blood of mine feel worthy.I still felt her breath on my neck.Still caught her scent in the folds of the sheets.Still expected her to walk barefoot into the kitchen every morning with a sleepy smirk, teasing me about my obsessions.But she didn’t.And she wouldn’t.Not for three moons.And I was starting to forget how to breathe without her.---The penthouse was too quiet.I left it behind after the second day.I couldn’t walk into that room without hearing the machines beeping beside her bed. Without seeing the imprint of her body on the pillow. Without smelling cinnamon and honey on the linens.So I returned to the Blackwood manor—a place
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 77
(Damien’s POV – Past Mates, Unforgiven Memories)The curse didn’t begin with Sofia.She was just the first I refused to let go.But before her—There were others.And sometimes, when the world is too still, when my soul is too loud, their names crawl out from the cracks in my mind.Three names.Three scars.Each one carved into the walls of my heart.Each one a grave I never buried deep enough.---Liora.The first.I was eighteen. Still barely learning what it meant to lead, still finding my wolf, still believing the Blackwood curse was a lie whispered by cowards who didn’t know how to love hard enough.She was a scholar’s daughter.Quick-witted. Sharp-tongued.She challenged me at every turn. She was the first to look me in the eye and say:"You're going to be dangerous someday. I want to see it."We were bound by a youthful rush. Not fated. Not chosen by the moon. But something felt real. Enough that I trusted it.We danced between duties and stolen glances. I kissed her beneath th
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 76
(Damien’s POV – Past Reflections)The night after the ritual, I didn’t sleep.Couldn’t.Even with Sofia stabilized—her heart no longer at war with itself—I didn’t feel peace.Because I had offered another woman my name. My bond.Even if it was a lie.Even if I’d done it for the right reasons.I’d still crossed a line I never believed I would.And I felt it like a wound in my chest.So I sat alone on the balcony of an old, forgotten wing of the estate—far from her. Far from anyone. Just the moon and me.And my memories.The ones I swore I’d buried.But pain has a way of digging up bones, especially when you realize—your curse didn’t start with her.It started with me.With my name.With Blackwood.---My family wasn’t always powerful.We weren’t always rulers, Alphas of vast territories or wolves feared across continents.We were, once, a small bloodline—touched by a gift we didn’t understand.The first Blackwood, Elias, was said to be born with golden eyes that glowed under moonlight.
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 75
(Damien’s POV – Present Day)The room was too quiet.Not the peaceful kind. Not the kind that lulls you into sleep.This silence was cruel. Heavy. Mocking.Sofia’s body lay motionless in my arms, her head tucked beneath my chin, skin growing colder by the minute. The foam at her lips had stopped, but so had the color in her cheeks.She was slipping.And I was out of time.I cradled her closer, burying my face in her hair.“You said you’d never leave me,” I whispered, my voice cracking at the edges. “So don’t do this. Don’t make me live in a world where I can’t hear you laugh again. Don’t make me…”I broke.The words dissolved into silence.Because no vow. No bite. No rage could undo what fate had done.Unless I did the one thing I swore I’d never do.Unless I gave in.---The wind shifted again.And just like before, the shadows in the room stretched, curled, and thickened.A soft hum began to vibrate in the air, low and ancient.Then, she appeared.Saria.Sofia’s mother. The spirit w
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 74
(Damien’s POV – Present Day)The sound came first.A wet, choking gasp.Followed by a gurgle—unnatural and terrifying.My heart stopped.I was in the hallway, reading through a worn scroll when I heard it. At first, I thought I imagined it.But then came the second sound.A soft thud.Like someone struggling.Like someone dying.I ran.The door to the bedroom burst open under my hand.And there she was.Sofia.My Luna.Convulsing.Her body was seizing, her fingers curled tight into the sheets, and her mouth—her mouth was foaming, white and thick, choking her with every breath.“No—no, no—Sofia!”I dropped everything and rushed to the bed, grabbing her shoulders, trying to steady her.Her eyes fluttered open, wide, glassy.Empty.“Sofia—breathe, baby. Just breathe—stay with me!”She didn’t respond.Only gurgled again, thick saliva spilling from her lips. Her back arched violently.“Jaxon!! Ethan!!” I screamed so loud it shook the room. “Get in here now!”The door slammed open.“Goddess
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 73
(Damien’s POV – Present Day)She didn’t wake up.I waited. Hours.Held her hand, pressed kisses to her knuckles, whispered every memory we ever made into her ear like they were spells that might pull her back.She didn’t even twitch.Not even when I said the words she always leaned into:“Mine. You’re mine, Sofia. Come back to me.”But her chest only rose and fell in that same shallow rhythm, her pulse barely flickering beneath my fingers.She was here. Her body, warm. Alive.But her spirit—buried somewhere deep, unreachable.I refused to accept it.I stood up slowly, brushing her hair back from her face. “You made me promise not to leave you,” I whispered. “I didn’t. I came back. I’m here now. And I’m not losing you. Not again.”I pressed my forehead to hers. My voice cracked.“You hear me? I’m going to fix this. Even if I have to burn through time itself.”---The room darkened as I stepped into the hallway, my pack silent outside the door. They looked up, their eyes lined with the
The Beast's Bride: surrendering to the beast within Chapter 72
(Sofia’s POV – Dreamworld / Final Memory)The snow had stopped falling.But the cold—**the kind that settles beneath the skin, into the soul—**remained.I stood in the great hall alone.No laughter.No footsteps.No fire burning in the hearth.Just the echo of a home that had already made up its mind to forget me.The tapestries that once told the story of our bloodline hung limp and grey. The same colors I’d worn during my rites. The same colors they had wrapped around me like a gift, pretending it was honor—when all it had ever been was a burial cloth.---At dawn, I woke to a whisper.Orin.He stood at the edge of my bed, already dressed in riding leathers. His hair was tousled, eyes dim with something that looked too close to guilt.“They’re leaving,” he said quietly. “Now.”I sat up. “And you?”He didn’t answer right away.“I fought them on it,” he said. “Tried to tell them it wasn’t right. But…” He looked away. “Mother says there’s no time.”There was always time.They just didn
