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Her voice shook me to my core, and my longing for her became a blazing fire so powerful that only she could save me from destruction.
“Remove my blindfold. I want to see your face.“
The idea filled me with joy. To meet her eyes again, to gaze upon her and feel her love in return… It was all I’d ever wanted.
My hands left her neck, trembling, my heart pounding, my stomach fluttering with nerves like I was a pup again. My fingers brushed her cheeks, moving up to the blindfold like a siren calling me home.
Her eyes. I needed to see her eyes or my soul would be destroyed. I’d lay down before her and let her take my life.
But something was wrong. My wolf was thrashing inside me, fighting against me, and I couldn’t feel my pack. There was a blank emptiness inside me, the presence of my pack brothers that were always with me, vibrant through the bond. But they’d disappeared.
Like a banshee of the Black Forest, a dark force twisted inside me, manipulating me.
I threw up all of my guards, trying to block our bond, searching for Valko and Fil through the haze consuming me. It was pushing against me. This energy, this need that I believed was eating away at me, that I would have sacrificed everything for - it was really just her.
I pulled back from her, snarling as a grin twisted her lips.
“What the fuck did you do to me?”
Defiance radiated from her as she leant back, pulling her knees to her chest.“Oh dear,” she purred. “It seems drinking your blood was not enough.”
Anger flared within me and a growl burst from my chest. Her scent surrounded me, but she wouldn't sway me with whatever her power was.
I would have gripped her throat, choked the answer from her, but I didn’t want to touch her again. She had poisoned the moment, revealing her real intentions.
What a fucking idiot I was for thinking she wanted to play with me.
I rose, stepping away from her, refusing to look at her. If I gave her more space, then she might have more opportunities to control me. Even though my body was singing for more.
“Lucien,” she singsonged as I grabbed the torch above her, making for the door. “How strong this bond is.” She laughed. “I can hear you now.”
My wolf snarled, and I had to push down the urge to shift. He wanted to be released so we could punish her for tricking me. Had any of that been real? Even that whispered confession against my throat.
“Poor little wolf,” she called after me. “I told you you could never take me.”
I didn’t reply, slamming the door behind me, her laugh following me up the stairs as I walked away from her. But I knew she could hear it. Those words were still on the tip of my fucking tongue.
But this was what I had wanted, to see her real self. For me to be the one to make her unleash the monster I knew lay within her.
Fil could fuck her as many times as he wanted, but he wouldn’t bring out her beast like I could. And that’s where I would win. That’s how she would choose me, because I could meet her: monster to monster.
NINE
Fillian
Iwas trying to find ingredients for lunch when Lucien emerged from the passage that led down to the dungeons.
He hated it when Valko or I tried to cook, especially when we moved things around the kitchen, but he had been gone for hours and I was starving.
I’d tried to get his attention through the bond so he would finally come and make us some food, but he was distracted. It felt like he was stroking himself in his room again. But that didn’t explain why I was so jittery. I couldn’t keep still, like something new was happening to me, and I couldn’t work out what it was. All I knew was that I was so hungry.
My head shot up as soon as I heard the echo of his footsteps on the heavy, worn stone. And then her scent hit me.
Lucien strode towards me, his long black hair tied back from his face, his red wine shirt loose, and a scowl on his face.
And he was covered in her. My nose filled with her smell of crisp apples and something else I knew but could never figure out. It was so hard not to jump on him and rip off his shirt to have another piece of her for my collection. I kept every single piece of clothing I’d worn with her scent on it so she would always be with me when I slept.
Red hot anger wound its way from my belly to my heart as I glared at Lucien. I was in front of the stove, clutching the handle of the kettle, but I wanted so badly to throw the boiling water over him just to get her scent off of him.
