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I caught a wide smile on Lucien’s face as he opened the door to the small closet between his and Valko’s rooms and disappeared inside.
I twisted, scurrying back into the main chambers, my jaw hard, glaring as I went to the stove to make a soup, since Lucien was obviously too busy to cook.
I was trying to make it look like I’d been there the whole time, but my wolf and I were stuck in anger, dropping soft growls as I glared at the stone wall as one thought swirled around my mind.
What if Lucien knew her name? What if he had asked her when he was taking her and she had offered it to him?
The vampires of the Cardinal Kingdom kept their names secret. Apparently, it gave other vampire’s power over them. But, from what I could see, no one would ever dominate my princess. Even when she was caught by my passion, there was still part of herself she kept hidden from me. I wanted to delve into her, connect to her, bury myself inside her so that there was just us in the world, but she didn’t want that - not yet.
Her name was her biggest secret, and the greatest treasure she could give anyone, the ultimate proof of her love.
I shook myself out of my daze, reaching for some onions hanging on a hook next to the stove. I breathed, my skin aching with need, trying to keep my wolf from taking over and tearing me up. It was so hard to stay calm when all I could see was the princess with Lucien.
Putting the onions on the chopping block in front of me, I pulled a knife from the stand and bared my teeth, my hand shaking as I slammed it down, slicing the first onion in half.
I became fixed on my task, determination forming in my heart.
I knew where the key was now. All I had to do was steal it, sneak down to the dungeon without Valko and Lucien finding out.
Then I could show her how good I was, and how much better I would love her if she just chose me.
TEN
Valko
Icursed the day I decided we should bring her here. It was my plan; that we kidnap her, hold her ransom, keep her chained up so that she could not bewitch us.
Lucien and Fillian were too far gone, already in love with her, and, no matter how I tried to deny it, I was close behind them.
It didn't change the fact our friends were dead, that it was my fault we had lost three strong wolves because of my need for revenge, and to release us from decades of suffering.
I resisted as best I could, but there was only so much I could do with my wolf demanding we mate with her. He even pushed me to the point where I decorated the room to make her more comfortable, even though I was the one who locked her dungeon in the first place.
I despised the sense of pride that grew each time I provided for her.
Even one thought of her had guilt rolling through me. I had made a vow to every wolf we had lost since the Midnight Castle was attacked, to defend their honour, to remember them with dignity. Desiring her was no different from spitting on their graves.
Yet here I was again, holding a torch as I descended to the dungeon, step by heavy step, preparing to drag her out so I could stand there and watch my pack brothers fuck her. She had given herself to me last week, rolling her hips, calling my name as she came around my hand. And I could do nothing but relive it at night in the dark of my room and punish myself for wanting to claim her.
It was supposed to be a simple case of Fillian taming his wolf, showing him how to control himself so he didn’t go wild, but it had flared into something I couldn’t control.
I wanted it to stop, to leave her here until the moon had passed and she had no chance to ascend, but as soon as I felt heat shoot through the bond yesterday, and joy flowing through from Lucien, I knew we had gone too far.
He walked around the den, stinking of her, so proud of himself, doing nothing to hide the fact he had fucked her down here, alone, and given her his blood.
I was too furious to even speak to him about it. Not only because he had strengthened her, but because the knowledge that she had surrendered to him willingly only fuelled my rage. Before that, she had only willingly given herself to me.
I reached the last step with a thud, gritting my teeth as I lifted the key to the dungeon door. This was the worst part; restraining her, dragging her up the steps in my arms as she struggled. Though she fought me less with every passing night, her lust grew more palpable each time I visited her.
Unlocked, I pushed the door open, expecting her to be lying against the wall, expecting the orange light to highlight her body so I could run my eyes over her before shutting down my need.
The force of her slammed into me so suddenly I didn’t have time to react. Blindfold off, my body cracked as she captured me with her blood red eyes. I froze as her gaze bore into me.
“Valko.” My name was heaven on her tongue.
I shuddered as she stole everything from me. All I could remember was how I wanted her. She was everything I craved and needed in life. I would carve out my heart and hand it to her, bloody and raw, if only I could stand with her and hear her gentle sighs.
I stepped towards her, sinking into her smile that held a thousand promises. She was calling me; she needed me, and I was here to obey. Pressed against the wall, the manacles in her lap, she stretched herself out for me, her breasts firm, the smell of her desire wrapping around me, showing me what I could have if I gave in.
