Chapter 87
Chapter 87
PRIMUS ALEXANDER’S POV
Fiona.
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Her name hissed through my mind like a threat I hadn’t prepared for. The weight of her beneath me made every instinct coil tight in my chest.
I pushed up fast, dragging air into my lungs that wasn’t saturated with her scent.
She scrambled back, brushing dust from her skirt, lips parting as though she meant to speak. “Primus
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“Watch where you walk,” I cut in. My voice cracked through the silence of the hall, more like a growl
than words.
Her throat bobbed. Wide eyes, trembling hands. Submission rolled off her it should.
Waves, the w
“I’m almost done with the task you gave and I was thinking I’d share the information with you,” she said quickly.
“You’re to report to Levi and Aaron. Not me.”
“I know but I noticed something only-”
“I believe you heard me the first time.” I didn’t wait for her response. My boots carried me forward, faster, heavier.
I didn’t like the way she tried to slip past the order, as though my attention were hers to claim. Boldness from her had always been a mask for something else. I would remember that.
By the time I shoved into the library, my pulse was still uneven. I strode straight into the hidden room, past the shelves that reeked of dust and age. The Core Fang rested where it always had, thrumming faintly like it resented being ignored.
I didn’t linger. My hand found the thick book of Primus records and the torn sheet I had once stolen from the Book of Ashes. The same sheet I had used in performing the ritual that might be what is shifting Aqua.
I turned on my heel and left the study as quickly as I had entered.
One more thing to do.
I headed to the kitchen. I still hadn’t settled on a beta I trusted to remain by Aquamarine’s side. Not
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since Juliet. Aside from Aaron, no one had earned that place.
I stopped at the front of the door when the low murmur of voices slid out.
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“She tried to seduce her sister’s mate but when she got punished for it, she acted like the victim and deceived the Primus.”
My wolf surged, sharp and vicious.
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“I also heard she used to be a beta’s daughter and worse, she couldn’t shift because of her curse. She’s a witch, a barren witch.” The voice paused and continued, “I used to think her beautiful features were Goddess–like but now I know better.”
My fists curled tight, veins flaring with heat. But I refused to let myself slip. I refuse to let them feel my
presence.
“Yes, yes. I heard that from the slaves in the fields too. How can the Luna to our great Primus be wolfless? How would she give him an heir? She hasn’t even shown any sign of pregnancy but we all know Primus Alexander’s sex drive. The slaves are right about her.”
Their laughter, brittle and cheap, grated against my teeth.
“I know, right? That means the story of her bringing fertility back to the kingdoms far and wide is all false? It was probably the Primus who saved us all, especially after she killed Gaia. Or even Fiona,
think about it. After her arrival, things changed for the better.”
Fiona?
Exactly how stupid are the maids in this castle?
Aquamarine’s name should never fall from their mouths like that. These rumours, lies, or doubts are
not something to be spoken of.
If they knew what it cost her to stand at my side, if they knew what she had done for them, they would
choke on their own words.
I exhaled slowly, jaw locking. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of my rage. Not tonight.
I pushed the door open.
The chatter cut off instantly, silence thick as blood. Every head bowed low. Every back stiffened.
I didn’t waste my breath on them. I didn’t even answer their greetings but I could catch the fear in their scent already.
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My hands moved only for what I had come for food. More than she could eat, but that would keep
her busy
“Primus, let us
glared at them, and that was enough for them to back off. Trembling like leaves. What a pathetic
sight
Then I turned, walking out with the tray in hand.
Because she was waiting.
And they would learn soon enough–every breath against her is one against me.
When I reached our chambers, the door gave beneath my push and the quiet there welcomed me like
a balm.
She was still waiting–my Luna. The one whom I might be turning into a demon.
Should I be happy I’d finally have someone like my kind? Someone to share my thoughts with?
Yes.
But I’m not.
Too many dangers and regrets are ahead. She’d never get used to it. The same way she’d never get used to me, even though I’ve tried to let her accept me for who I truly am.
Aquamarine was curled against the pillows, hair spilling around her shoulders, fingers grazing around. the pendant I forcefully put around her neck after she returned it, eyes lifting to me the way they
always did.
“I brought the food,” I said simply, setting the tray on the bed beside her. My voice was steadier now,
softer than it had been in the halls.
She rolled her eyes, but then it faltered. Her nose twitched, and I watched her expression shift- confusion first, then something else I couldn’t place.
“What is it?” I asked. “You don’t like the food?”
Her gaze lingered on me too long before she shook her head. “I’ll have to taste it first.”
But I knew that look. Her wolf had caught something.
I sat at the edge of the bed, brushing a strand of hair from her face, letting my hand rest against her
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cheek longer than necessary. She was warmer than usual, like she was burning up.
She just stared at me, confused and….. Pissed? “Hope all is well with you?”
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“Eat,” I told her. “You’ve lost a lot of weight and I need you to get back the way you were before Esmeralda’s trouble.”
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She scoffed, but ate nevertheless. Scraped the plate clean like a hungry animal. When she was done eating, her eyes drifted first to the book on the table, then toward the window, then toward the door.
My jaw tightened. I knew what was coming.
Not yet. Not when the Order is actively working in the castle this week and the next. Especially the First Seven.
I needed to distract her from the injury and that book. I leaned forward before she could even part her lips, my voice deliberate but calm. “How did you make it?”
Her head tilted. “Make what?”
“My weapon,” I said, letting the question sound casual, though my chest was already tightening. “It’s….. weirdly shaped. But surprisingly perfect for me.”
That seemed to have gained her attention. Her mouth parted, and then the faintest smirk ghosted across her lips. Pride. The kind she tried to hide, but couldn’t.
She cleared her throat and sank back into the bed.
“I used the gem you gave me,” she said. Her voice held a quiet certainty. “And my blood….. because I had no other thing worth giving. I tampered with the pendant you gave me, too.”
Fuck!
I froze, my head thrummed soo hard that it made my body shake.
She kept speaking, as if explaining a recipe. “While I worked, I prayed to the Moon Goddess to make the bond inseparable because I was scared the items wouldn’t forge well. I didn’t want to meet you that I had run out of supplies or anything.”
I opened my mouth, but before could stop her, she went on.
I swallowed the panic clawing at my throat. She had no idea what she might have done. No idea what lines she could have crossed,
She just freaking performed a ritual.
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Without knowing, she had bound herself to me in ways nobody should have. Just her touching my main core was enough. But to add a fragment of that pendant? To add her blood and hair?
My chest went cold.
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“Ahh-” her brow furrowed as if a memory tugged at her. “I was pulled into that your secret cave that day and I found some scraps on the floor. They looked strange. I attached them to the blade, just to…
finish it and make it look less….. ugly.”
Scraps? My chest tightened. My hand curled into a fist.
The room spun for a second. Scraps? She used my dragon scales?
I must have gone pale, because she tilted her head and ran her hand over my forehead. “Why do you
look like that?”
A sharp knock shattered the tension. Nearly made me bare my teeth. I rose quickly, not trusting my
voice.
When I opened it, Levi stood there, not smiling. That alone was enough to tell me something was
wrong.
glanced back, “I’ll be back.”
Outside, the hall was quiet, but Levi’s face carried weight. We walked to his chambers without a word.
Only when the door shut behind us did he speak.
“He gave a solution,” he said grimly. “But you won’t like it.”
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