Alchemised

by SenLinYu

She looked up at him. “You’re a monster.” He raised an eyebrow. “Noticed that, have you?”

There was no reference anywhere to Kaine Ferron being the High Reeve. Was that a secret?

“Who knows, perhaps I have a proclivity for—” He paused, studying her, trying to find something. Helena walked away. “Maybe tomorrow.”

As the numbers wound down, Ferron reached out and ran his thumb across his wife’s mouth.

Ferron’s lips remained pressed against Aurelia’s, but as he kissed her, he raised his eyes, and his gaze locked onto Helena’s face.

Soren. Remember Soren. What happened to him?

They’re disappearing because they’re being killed, and you’re the one who’s been covering it up.” Ferron said nothing, his expression carefully blank.

“The Undying. You’re his source of power, and the Resistance—we figured that out, didn’t we? How to kill him. How to kill all of you.”

“Worrying about me?” His face twisted into a gloating smile. “I never thought I’d see the day.”

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said in a tense voice. He took her by the shoulders, turning her towards him. She knew he wouldn’t. He only hurt her on certain days, and this wasn’t one of them, so she sat very still.

“High Reeve, yes, I wanted to inform you that I’ve been able to reverse Marino’s sterilisation. The High Necromancer wants her transferred into the repopulation program,” Stroud said. Ferron’s expression did not so much as ripple, but he went uncannily still.

“Oh, Marino.” His thumb trailed along her neck, following the scar below her jaw. “If I’d known what pain you’d cause me, I never would have taken you.”

He kept kissing her, hard enough to hurt but not bleed, like a storm poured down her throat.

“I would rather spend the rest of my life being raped in Central than spend a minute of it having feelings for you.”

“Let me be very clear, then. I don’t want you. I never wanted you. I am not your friend. There is nothing I want more than the moment I’m finally done with you.”

I feel like....thats a lie lol

“Kaine Ferron has offered to spy for the Resistance,” said Crowther.

“He wants you, Marino,” Crowther said. “Both now and after the war.”

“When he made his offer and set his terms, as proof of his—sincerity, he told us how to kill the liches and Undying without fire.”

“Just—one drink,” she said, her voice barely wavering. He smiled. The first real smile she’d ever seen from him. “One drink,” he said.

“Don’t die, Kaine,” she said. The line he walked frightened her. If the array was the punishment for a failure, what would the price of betrayal be? A smirk twisted his mouth as he looked at her. “There are far worse fates than dying, Marino.” She nodded. “I know. But that one you don’t come back from.” He gave a bitter laugh. “All right, then, but only because you asked.”

“You’re mine,” he said against her lips, his fingers sliding along her throat, tangling in her hair, holding her fast as he dragged her nearer.

“You’re mine. You swore yourself to me. Now and after the war. I’m going to take care of you. I’m not going to let anyone hurt you. You don’t have to be lonely. Because you’re mine.”

“Don’t worry. I’m always going to come back to you.”

“You’re mine. You’re mine.” He’d repeat the words over and over. “Say it. Say you’re mine.” He’d entwine their fingers, press their foreheads together, and sometimes his whole body would tremble. She’d wrap her arms around him, trying to reassure him. “I promise, Kaine. I’m always going to be yours.”

for your Headquarters—” He shook his head. “It seems that young Luc isn’t your only traitor.”

“If I don’t come back—if you ever see Kaine, tell him—tell him that I—” Her head dropped down, and she quickly brushed her fingertips across her cheeks. She cleared her voice and shook her head. “Never mind. I imagine he knows.”

“I’m sorry—I’m sorry—I’m so sorry for everything I did to you,” he said, his voice hoarse and broken. “I love you. You left, and I’d never told you.”