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Oddly empty. Dare I say it? Mortal.
Children were children anywhere. Even among vampires.
demurely,
“Let it be known that this bond is unbreakable, as enduring as the strength of our realm. By my will and the power of our ancient rites, Blake Drakharrow and Medra Pendragon are now bound together in fate and duty, forever unyielding, irrevocably united. As the dragon flies and the blood endures, so shall your destinies be intertwined. Your bond is forged. Through fire and shadows, you shall be one. What is spoken is unbroken. What is bound cannot be unbound.”
“Medra Pendragon is hereby declared the Second Betrothed Consort of Prince Blake Drakharrow,”
second??
There was no doubt in my mind who Blake Drakharrow’s First Betrothed was. Regan Pansera.
bosom buddy.
“Sanguis et Flamma Floreant,” I read aloud. “It’s the Bloodwing crest and motto,” the girl explained. There was an intensity to her that suggested a thoughtful and determined mind. “It means Let blood and flame flourish.
“Right,” I muttered. “I’m sure the vampires were very gentle with the ones who didn’t want to come.”
Sanguine
To the victors went the spoils. Wasn’t that the saying back in Aercanum? And the victors also wrote the histories, didn’t they?
There’s only one person who would ever go to this much trouble for you. I’m your mother.
“I pity my cousin for having to breed with you someday.”
“It’s not protection, little dragon. It’s a claim.” His gray eyes darkened as they flicked down to my exposed neck, an unspoken reminder hanging between us. “You’re mine. No one touches what belongs to me.”
“They were prideful, stubborn, and hard to control. Sound familiar?”
I’d had a fluffin as a child, but it hadn’t been stuffed. It had been real. A
Everyone has been waiting for you.”
oh noooo
She’d attacked me with murder in her heart. And yet, idiot that I was, it was her I couldn’t take my eyes off.
“What have we here? Does someone like to watch?”
Medra Pendragon was mine. And I was prepared to die before I let any harm come to her. It didn’t matter if she believed it. If she accepted it. It didn’t matter if she hated me. I’d believe it enough for both of us. She was mine and she always would be. My heart might have been black, my deeds as dark as night, but she was mine to protect, mine to keep safe, with everything I had to give. She thought she was trapped? I was the one trapped. Trapped with this feeling I couldn’t get away from. The need to possess her. To dominate her until she accepted me.
Dear blightborn bitch, go fuck yourself. I work alone. I hope you die a slow and painful death in the Games. I can’t wait to watch. Love, Regan.
“Or me, baby. Right?” Her gaze softened as she looked at me. “Of course not. You know I’m a good girl.” “The very best,” I said, letting my voice take on the hint of a drawl. “Such a good girl for me.” She bit her lip. “Blake . . .”
🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮
“It’s one of the housekeeper’s children! A little girl. Poppy. She’s gone missing.
aenia
yanked off my clothes and tossed them into the hamper, then pulled on a robe and lay down on my bed.
they gonna kidnap her for the games and she’s only gonna have a robe LMAO I CAN FEEL IT
I was dreaming of the sky. I was flying over the sea.
dragon
A rough hand clamped over my mouth, yanking me awake.
I KNEW IT
“Well, I can see why he doesn’t want you. Who would want a snide whiny bitch sucking them off?”
BAAHHAHAHAHA
“Yes, you seem to have a lot of traitors in your life,” I quipped. “Once we’re out of here, you might want to do some soul-searching about why that is.”
“That I’d do anything for you,” he said simply. “Hurt anyone. Kill anyone.”
