All Chapters of The Taming: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Sebastian was surprised to see a bold shadow step from the tree, momentarily catching him off-guard. Only Deragan’s projection. The Alpha’s body remained carefully hidden by the tree. Usually, The Alpha isn’t so impulsive…Only when it comes to her. Bast watched her lean against both edges of the pane in an attempt to see the street through the downpour. Holding his breath, Bast reminded himself she couldn’t see the spirit projection. Only Forever Knights can see spirit so clearly. Bast knew. At length she shook her head and put her forehead against the cool window. Hand on the glass next to her she watched rivulets cascading odd little trails. Leaning back, she gave a weak smile as droplets seemed to move around her hand despite, they were on the other side. It was a painful sight to witness. Poor, miserable souls. Deragan’s outline, head and shoulders blocked light from the Parlor. A

He strode to her. She lined the blade up with his chest and he walked into it until the tip pierced the skin above one of his pectoral muscles. Sliding through flesh and making a thick red drop well. “What are you doing?” She blinked rapidly, stunned. “Giving you, your chance.” He opened his arms wide to expose his torso to her. You won’t do it. You’re not as vicious as you want me to believe. She drew several quick breaths, eyes flicking as she decided what to do. Her face tightened as she steeled herself to attack. And he realized he was wrong. He saw the change in her. In the storm of her eyes. Turning on his heel, he strode from the room. “I hope your full belly assuages your guilt.” She hissed waspishly. “For your kind heart will demand you do.” She shouted epithets. Bast found despite all his bravado; he was angry she’d killed the rabbit. Somehow, I’d secretly hoped she wouldn’

It was a few hours later after the sherry took her in its grip, she rose and decided to walk it off. Putting a hand to the back of the chair to steady herself. He put his over it with a worried look. “Are you okay?” I didn’t intend to get you intoxicated. He felt a pang of remorse. She’d had two glasses already and had told him she’d not had anything heavier than wine previously. I should’ve paid a bit more attention. She slid her hand out from under his. Dodging his study. She moved to wander the aisles of the library under his watchful eye. Swaying slightly, she stumbled now and again. Making him jerk in his chair. “Can I help you?” “No.” She responded. But it lacked her usual venom. He drew a steadying breath and let her move about. His concern mounting. She stopped and began looking through the pages of a book. “Will you give me a hint about the book I search for?” “One about me.” Her eyes

Kneeling before her, he placed his other hand on her knee to massage it over her skirt. Vaguely noticing she didn’t jump or recoil from his touch this time. “Is this a game? Do you toy with me?” He took another drink and eyed her warily over the rim. “Am I playing a fool in your hands?” It’s been years of casual touches, getting close, then drawing back. I’m more confused than ever. “Would I find you so pliable?” She arched a brow. “You would.” He looked at her steadily. Mesmerizing turquoise eyes intent on her face. “I’m clay in your hands...” “Clay hardens.” Me too. Every time I look at you. Bast nearly spit his wine at the immediate thought entering his mind. She gave him a quizzical look. “My usual crude tongue would run far from my control should I respond to that, My Lady.” “You know well, I’m no Lady.” I disagree. “Are you trying to provoke me?” He gave her a que

Like a coward, Sebastian pulled on his boots and strode from the room. A wave of his hand had clothes on the floor turning to floating gold flakes which disappeared through the floor. A flick of his finger down his chest to his feet made clothes appear on him. Trousers molded his legs. Boots forming around his feet, as he reached the door. He pulled the handle and entered the hallway shirtless. That’s torn on the library floor. He went that way to pick it up. Not in the mood to answer his brethren’s questions. He aimed for the front door next. I can’t be here when she wakes and realizes she’s bound to the castle again. To me... In only a matter of hours he heard her heartbeat speed, and her breaths lighten as she woke with the sun above the meadow. “Sebastian!” She raged. Immediately sensing the magic holding her. “You betrayer!” He grimaced and like a hound with tail tucked, he crept across the foyer and out the doub