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The Princess in the Shadows Chapter 45 What Makes You Worthy
Lyra A throat cleared, echoing through the still room like thunder. Lyra jumped, the book slipping from her fingers as the mistress stepped inside, smirking as if she had expected this reaction. “My, my. A little mouse caught snooping,” the mistress purred, her voice rich with amusement. She didn’t stop moving, her steps languid, circling Lyra with the ease of a creature that had no need to rush. “Curious thing, aren’t you?” Lyra squared her shoulders, lifting her chin despite the way her heart hammered against her ribs. “It’s not a crime to read a book.” The Mistress let out a soft chuckle. “Not at all. But it does make me wonder... why that book?” She tilted her head, eyes flicking toward the fallen tome on healing, then back to Lyra. “You had your pick of poisons, curses, and delightful little hexes… but you chose healing. Sentimental. Predictable.” She took another slow step, her presence like a tightening noose. “Do you fancy yourself a savior? Do you think you can fix what’s
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LyraWhen the mistress announced the test’s start, fine mist curled around Lyra’s ankles, cold as death, thick as fog. She inhaled, and it took her, stealing the strength from her limbs. She tried to step back, but her muscles were no longer her own.The mistress circled her, rustling robes tracking her steps. “Do you feel that, little mouse?” she murmured. “what its like to lose control.”Lyra tried to claw her way out of the magic’s haze that spread through her like honey through tea. The paralysis forced surrender, weaving around her, brushing against her like a lover’s sigh, teasing, tempting. It stroked along the curve of her spine, danced across her collarbone. Every nerve sang, every touch burning pleasure into her senses. It was too much and yet she didn’t want it to stop.“Fascinating,” the mistress purred, watching her. “You’re so receptive.”The mistress’s fingers trailed Lyra's arm, featherlight and electric. The touch shouldn’t have felt good. It shouldn’t have made her b
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Mistress Of ShadowsLyra’s conflict was exquisite, purity heightening every reaction. Her resistance summoned a raw, undeniable craving within the Mistress. On impulse, she lunged, pushing the girl to the floor and biting her thigh. The intoxicating taste of bliss and moonlight sent shockwaves through her core. Lyra screamed.The mistress groaned against her skin, the venom spreading through Lyra’s veins in a slow, molten burn. The girl panicked, her breath rapid, uneven gasps as pain flared. Lyra’s body went rigid, pulse hammering against the mistress’s lips. And then—gods above—Lyra moaned. The mistress pulled back, violet eyes narrowing in curiosity. Ah. So that’s how it is.A wicked grin spread across her face as she licked blood from her lips. “You like it,” she whispered, delighted. Lyra shook her head, denial breaking from her lips in breathless whimpers. But her hips arched in search of something she didn’t even understand.“Oh, my little mouse,” the mistress purred, tra
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LyraPain. A bite. Lyra’s eyes flew wide as venom spread through her like lava overflowing a volcano, forcing her senses wide open. Her muscles tightened, her pulse throbbed. Goddess, it hurt!Every excruciating throb evoked another electrifying rush between her legs. Her breath turned ragged, trembling on the precipice of something new and horrifying.She clenched her teeth, trying to force her rejection. But the venom burned deep into her bones, threading fire through her nerves. The torture sang in perfect harmony with elation, and she—she couldn’t stop it. Didn’t want to. She loved it!The mistress found the spot between her legs that she didn’t know needed the stimulation. Shame ignited with the intimate touch that lifted her higher and higher—until, if the world didn’t implode, she surely would. Then the mistress was no longer touching her, whispering that drinking would end the agony. Why would she want to end this unbridled beauty? Yet even as she reveled in it, her body writ
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LyraDarkness cradled her, weightless and eternal. That’s it… I’m lost in the haze. Pleasure and pain. I’ve drowned in it.Even as the thought crossed her mind, a spark ignited in the void bringing the world alive.Ancient runes shimmered in the air, their glow pulsing like a heartbeat. They floated, drifting before her, shifting and rearranging, whispering a secret only she could understand. She had never seen the symbols before, yet she knew them in the marrow of her bones. They sang a wordless melody to her heart. You are more than this. Meant for more.The runes led her forward. The grass beneath her feet was cool, damp with night, and in the distance, the wind howled low and hungry. Wolves moved within the tall grass on either side of her, wisps of silver and black. They watched her, darting in and out of existence.Nestled in a moonlit field, stood a small cottage carved from ancient, gnarled wood as though it had grown from the earth. The runes pulsated brighter, urging her on
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LyraLyra didn’t remember standing, didn’t register the moment her feet began to move. Her thoughts drifted through her dream. Who was mother talking about? How will I find them? And what is this rose?Her heartbeat was too loud in the den’s quiet halls. Everyone slept.The mistress had tested her tonight. Why? What would it lead to? Her skin still hummed with the magic’s energy, the thrill splashing over her thoughts like ice water. Her cheeks flushed with shame. Why did I enjoy it?Rounding a corner, her breath caught as she caught sight of Veyron.He moved down the hall ahead of her, a bowl clutched in his large hands. His fingers were tight around it, knuckles white. He did not stride with his usual command; instead, his steps were short, and careful as if afraid he might lose his balance.She followed but he didn’t notice. Not when he entered his chamber. He stepped toward the great stone hearth, the firelight throwing his shadow long against the walls. Lyra stopped at the th
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LyraThe morning light spilled into the maids’ quarters, casting long golden streaks across the worn wooden floors. Veyron had told her to ready herself, but for what? He hadn’t said where they were going or what she would need. The others were dressing and debating the order of tasks for the day ahead.Daphne turned toward Lyra as she entered the room and beamed. “We were worried about you last night,” she said. “You came back unconscious. Are you alright?”Lyra opened her mouth to answer but she had none. Was she alright? The exhaustion, the pressure of everything smothered her. “I don’t know,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.Before Daphne could respond, a sharp knock at the door drew every gaze. A warrior stepped inside, broad-shouldered and solid, his face weathered with years of battle. His graying hair was cropped short, a jagged scar cutting across his brow. He wore dark leathers reinforced with iron plating, his sword strapped to his hip. The scent of damp sto
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LyraThey traveled for the better part of the day through the vast, wind-swept grasslands, where golden fields rippled like an endless sea. Daphne kept the mood light, chatting idly with Lyra about whatever she saw around them; the color of the sky, the crispness of the air, idle musings about the villages they passed. Lyra responded when she could, but she was exhausted. Yet with every lapse of the conversation, her blood burned with a secret intimate need. The mistress of shadows’ torment never far, lurking behind every breath. The vibrations of riding thrumming along her ever sensitive womanhood.Veyron rode ahead. The tension in his shoulders and the sharp set of his jaw made it clear that his thoughts were not something he intended to share. The warrior who had fetched them from the quarters rode alongside them. He was middle-aged, with graying temples and a face lined by years of battle, yet his demeanor was easygoing. He joined in Daphne’s chatter with an amused tone, though w
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VeyronVeyron climbed on top of Lyra, his world narrowing to her softness beneath him, her warmth branding him deeper than any fire. She was everything. The only thing. Starved compulsion consumed the edges of his feverish conscious. The wicked delirium of her stormed beneath his skin, pooling deep within him, demanding more—demanding her.He pinned her hands above her head, savoring the way she shivered beneath his touch, the way her breath caught. Every nerve awakened, attuned to the press of her body, the rapid beat of her pulse. Pressure built until his limbs trembled with the effort of holding on, his body no longer his own, ruled by the need to claim, to take, to make her his. Instinctively, he rocked against her, chasing her heat with a desperate, mindless rhythm that grew wilder until he was lost in her.She was his abyss, his surrender, his undoing.And then—he was gone.The unleashing became a vast ocean he could not escape, pulling him deeper. No sight. No sound. Only her.
The Princess in the Shadows Chapter 59 - How Had He Stopped
LyraThe mistress's touch seared into Lyra and she was powerless to stop her. “Please, don’t. I can’t take anymore, Vespera…”Pleasure and pain comingled until they were indistinguishable, reducing her will to a gasping, quivering rapacity.Even as the dream faded, its effects did not. The need coiled tight. Her fingers twitched, drawn down to where the mistress had taught her would quench the terrible hunger. She squeezed her eyes shut, lips parting as her fingertips brushed over her clit.Slick sweat coated her body as hands she couldn’t see ghosted over her skin, breath she couldn’t feel whispering in her ear. It wasn’t real. And yet…The mistress was still here. A phantom presence. No… Someone was in the room with her. Ice flooded through the fire in her veins. Humiliation being caught like this flooded her senses, awakening every nerve, driving her closer to the edge.Her eyes snapped open.Veyron loomed over her, his massive frame shrouded in shadows, the hunger radiating fro
The Princess in the Shadows Chapter 58 - A Name
VeyronThe room was suffocating. The candle on the nightstand burned out, leaving the scent of melted wax and a faint wisp of smoke. Veyron sat on the edge of the bed, his hands clenched into fists so tight his nails left crescent shaped lacerations on his palms. Lyra’s laugh still bounced around his head. Rivenn had charmed her, teasing, touching, even stealing glances. And Veyron watched, as the people he trusted most toyed with her attention. And she had welcomed it.Eryx growled in his mind, a low, restless rumble. They covet what is ours.Ours.Veyron’s breath shuddered out, the tension in his shoulders growing until they ached. He wanted her. More than he wanted air. Why did he yearn for her so? Why did her refusal to accept him burn so hot and deep? He didn’t need some girl. Never had. And yet, he needed her.The Mistress’s voice was a whisper in his mind, silk over steel, winding through the cracks in his resolve.Break her…He squeezed his eyes shut, but it was useless. Her
The Princess in the Shadows Chapter 57 And In Losing, Surrender
Lyra“He’s got a habit of picking up strays,” Brann remarked, tipping back his ale and nodding toward Veyron. “Over half the bastards here wouldn’t have a place if he didn’t take ‘em in.”Eryssa smirked. “Or a purpose. We’re all misfits in one way or another, but Veyron—he finds a use for the discarded.”Lyra listened quietly, her fingers tracing the rim of her tankard. She had seen Veyron’s leadership firsthand—the way these warriors, dangerous and unruly as they seemed, deferred to him without a command ever needing to be spoken. “And yet, he doesn’t unwillingly bind anyone to him as their Alpha.” Rivenn admired. “Veyron doesn’t demand it. He never has.”Most packs didn’t work that way. The pack bond was everything. The unshakable link that demanded loyalty, submission, belonging. It kept betrayal and fights out. Veyron did that all through sheer might.She glanced at him, half-hidden in the shadows now, nursing his drink as he listened but didn’t engage. His eyes distant.“It’s be
The Princess in the Shadows Chapter 56 Brooding Is An Art And He is A Master
Veyron The tavern buzzed with life, its warmth at odds with the cold void inside him. His enforcers reveled in their drinks, their camaraderie unshaken despite the serious mission ahead. They nudged him, coaxed him, trying to pull him into their merriment. “Come on, Veyron,” Brann called, already three drinks deep. “I haven’t seen you smile in years. Are your teeth still intact, or did you grind them all to dust?” Veyron exhaled through his nose, arms folded across his chest. “I’ll smile when I see something worth smiling about.” Delvin smirked. “Gods help us all when that day comes.” Eryssa shook her head. “Lost cause,” she muttered, clinking her tankard against Rivenn’s. “Might as well try getting Aeron drunk.” Veyron barely heard them. His attention was elsewhere. On her. Lyra sat among them, relaxed in a way she never was around him. Her lips curved in amusement as she sipped her drink, a strand of raven hair slipping over her shoulder. The firelight softened her edges… w
The Princess in the Shadows Chapter 55 - Much Worse
Lyra“We’re after an artifact,” Veyron explained, setting his tankard down with a dull thud. “The Eglantine.”Silence fell over the table.Brann exhaled. “Shit.”Rivenn let out a low whistle. “She really has you chasing that?”Eryssa threw back a swallow of her drink before asking, “I knew it had to be bad, but… that bad?”“Alright,” Daphne glanced between them. ”someone want to explain? What’s the Eglantine?”Delvin drummed his fingers on the table. “Ancient. Dangerous. Powerful. One of a kind.”Brann chuckled, but it lacked his usual warmth. “Sounds like my type.”Eryssa rolled her eyes. “It’s not something to joke about, Brann.”“So we’re retrieving it…” Lyra frowned. “for what purpose?”Veyron’s jaw flexed before he answered. “The Mistress wants it. She says it’ll protect the pack from what’s coming.”That sent a ripple of unease through the group.Eryssa spoke, “It’s really happening, then.”Aeron merely nodded.Lyra’s eyes narrowed. “And what exactly is ‘it’?”No one answered i
The Princess in the Shadows Chapter 54 - Welcome To The Pack
LyraFollowing the group to the table, Lyra watched Veyron warily. Rivenn had been testing and teasing him but she had seen the moment where he almost didn’t stop. He had wanted to see blood and the echoes of anger hadn’t fully faded.Rivenn leaned back in his chair, lazily scanning the room as he took a deep swig of ale—then nearly choked on it. He set his tankard down with a thunk, eyes locking onto Lyra and Daphne.“Well, well,” he drawled, a slow grin spreading across his face. “No one told me we’d have company.”At that, the rest of the group turned, as if finally registering the two women who had ridden in with Veyron.Brann’s grin widened. “And no one told me the company would be this pretty.”Veyron’s fingers curled around the handle of his drink, his knuckles tightening as Brann leaned forward, all easy charm and reckless grins. A low growl hummed in the back of Veyron’s throat, too soft for anyone but Lyra to catch.She tried to ignore him.Eryssa groaned. “Gods save us, her
The Princess in the Shadows Chapter 53 - Devour The Weak
VeyronLyra, Daphne, Veyron, and Delvin rode toward the inn, its warm golden light spilling from shuttered windows onto the mud-slick road. It was a welcome sight after a long day’s ride, promising food, rest, and reacquaintance with old friends.The inn was bustling, the scent of roasting meat and ale mingling with the perfume of courtesans who prowled between tables like well-fed cats. Laughter and the clink of tankards filled the barroom.When they stepped inside, the world stilled. People recognized Veyron. A few stiffened, others averted their eyes. He was their leader, if not their Alpha, and he had long since stopped caring about being the center of attention.Then, cold steel pressed against his throat.Lyra sucked in a sharp breath, taking a step back. The firelight caught the glint of the blade, its edge whispering against his skin. His body went taut, but he didn’t flinch.Rip. Tear. Make him bleed. Eryx’s voice rumbled inside him, low and eager, his wolf’s instincts coiled
The Princess in the Shadows Chapter 52 - Daughter Of The Moonlit Thorn
LyraThey traveled for the better part of the day through the vast, wind-swept grasslands, where golden fields rippled like an endless sea. Daphne kept the mood light, chatting idly with Lyra about whatever she saw around them; the color of the sky, the crispness of the air, idle musings about the villages they passed. Lyra responded when she could, but she was exhausted. Yet with every lapse of the conversation, her blood burned with a secret intimate need. The mistress of shadows’ torment never far, lurking behind every breath. The vibrations of riding thrumming along her ever sensitive womanhood.Veyron rode ahead. The tension in his shoulders and the sharp set of his jaw made it clear that his thoughts were not something he intended to share. The warrior who had fetched them from the quarters rode alongside them. He was middle-aged, with graying temples and a face lined by years of battle, yet his demeanor was easygoing. He joined in Daphne’s chatter with an amused tone, though w
