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Chapter 58
If anyone had told me back in America to ignore the taunts and stares when I’d arrived with nobody but my cousin at the Starlight Prom because back home in England, I’d be woken twice in one night by a greedy half incubus whispering: let me pleasure you…? Well, maybe I wouldn’t have slipped the Truth Potion in the punch for revenge and then laughed, when the arrogant jerks who’d rejected me, babbled out everything that they’d always tried to hide,
including both the girls and exams, on which they’d cheated.
Good times…
Although, nothing like as good as waking up to my ravenous Charm stroking my hair for the second time, as Jeremy’ eyes glittered with sinful mischief and the moonlight shone over the bedroom like a shimmering blanket.
I shivered, even though I was still wrapped in the heat of my mother’s dress and cape. Somehow,
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Command of the Wolf Chapter 59
The moon shone like a heights cape through the window, across the angels and wolve trapped in the satin mouth of the bed, Moon paralyzed by my shadows against the wall, and got Moth’s pearl-like tears in the corners of his eyes. They were all under my power, but I was as ensnared in this house and its lies asthey were.I slowly lowered my hand, so as not to startle Moth, before enveloping his trembling form gently in my arms. At last, the tears fell down his cheeks, and he sobbed. The sweet scent of ylang ylang wafted from his skin and hair, and I wondered why, when Moon had been washed in only cheap carbolic soap.I rubbed Moth’s back, when I studied Moon, who’d tensed like I was about to turn the kid into stone next to the other wolve gargoyles…and I guess that I didn’t blame him.“If I let you go from the jerremy,” I eyed Moon warily, “do you promise to obey me?&rdqu
Command of the Wolf Chapter 60
The third time that I was wrenched to the House of Seasons by blood magic, I knew that I’d become more comfortable with my sorceres side because the way that it bubbled my blood and coated my tongue in a coppery tang didn’t disturb me. What did mess with my head…? The way that I tumbled into a room that was like the inside of a cauldron with shadowy arches and seats all around it, as if I was in a show for an invisible audience, when raised on the platform on fur thrones were three creatures from my nightmares: robed sorcereses withwolve masks.I shrieked, scrambling backwards on the smooth floor. My jerremy shadows whipped out in automatic defense, but instantly they were seized and forced back inside me by metallic shadows that wove out of the ceiling and pulled me up, until I hung with my arms above my head, unable to move.When my guys had suggested pinning my arms, warmth had unfurled deep inside, until I’d tingled at
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I fought to lock inside the sobs that threatened to overwhelm me. Bronze shadows snaked around my head in the Justice Chamber, trapping inside my jerremy just the same as my tears. Why had I traveled back to Oxford to answer my aunt’s text? I’d thought that all I’d have to do would be Claim an Alpha, then magically I’d become the Wolve Winner destined by the House of Heights.Instead, I’d wound up condemned as a rebel and facing execution.I stared between the three silent wolve masks, as the judge, jury, and executioner sat on their furry thrones. These were the sorcereses who long ago, I’d hoped would welcome me into their covens. Later, when no engraved letter, talking broomstick, telepathic black cat or however I’d figured it’d work, arrived to call me away from my uncle’s non-magical world, I’d dreamed of being left alone to carve out my own life.But Isabella’
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The Claiming Suite in the House of Seasons was a grand bedroom with imposing vases and desks, which was painted in murals and dominated by a four-poster bed, which was decorated with twisting metallic roses like it wasn’t symbolism for romance being dead. I mean, it would’ve been dominated by the bed, if the Soon to be king of the Alphas hadn’t been chained — naked — with his armsabove his head to one of the posts.When I closed the door behind me, ready to collapse in exhaustion and finally sleep after Isabella had lectured me for hours alone in the privacy of her room until it honestly couldn’t have been any clearer that she’d meant it that I had to prove myself worthy, I’d turned, only to discover King tied to my bed.I couldn’t help the small smile that built as I stared at his muscled chest, fascinated by the butterfly tattoo, whose vast wings beat over his
Command of the Wolf Chapter 63
I looked with widened eyes through the one-way mirror, when my jerremy snapped angrily at the glbutt, at the lab in which Moon was being trained by Jason and Alex like the Blood twins had paired up again fresh from mynightmares.Was this mirror here so that the sorcereses could watch the breaking of a werewolve like it was part of the curriculum?When King and I had first sneaked from the Claiming Suite through the silent House of Seasons, when my heart had thundered in my chest and I’d jumped at every shadow because I had to free my Charms before my aunt discovered us, I’d hidden, expecting that Jason would be able to spy us through the other side of the glbutt.King’s mouth had tightened, however, as he’d waved me forward. “We have the same schooling rooms in my empire for difficult Alphas to be displayed to the Alpha Academy. Amusing, wouldn’t you say, that your aunt and my
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I rested my head against the corridor’s mahogany paneled wall outside the library, sinking into the sensation of being home. The sweet scent of honeysuckle wound through the open window out over the formal gardens that were kissed with the early morning’s light. How hadn’t I noticed just how beautiful it was? The House of Heights had been my grand inheritance, duty, and responsibility, but for a decade, it hadn’t felt like somewhere I knew or was safe. Yet after returning from my aunt’s and strengthening the wards against her, atlast this mansion felt like it belonged to me, rather than to her.When Isabella had first begged me to come and stay with her instead, I’d told her that: The House of Heights was mine, and I wasn’t a kid anymore.Finally, that no longer felt like a lie.I rubbed at the garnet ring, which sat heavy on my finger. I was only as free as a felon on day
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I ran through the mansion, which was blurred by my tears. Doubling over with sobs, I clutched onto the stone bust of my ancestor who would’ve rejoiced rather than wailed over the death of a mage. My fingers ghost trailed through the dust. My shadows billowed around me in distressed waves down the staircaseand around the chandelier, until the light became filtered to a hellish red. Anthony had insisted that he carry Mischief to his attic, rather than mybedroom. Mischief still hadn’t woken up. I could only allow myself to think that he was asleep and not, you know, something worse. It’d hurt not to have him close to me in my own room.How had I ever slung his unicorn butt into a cage?Then Anthony had settled Mischief into the nest of pillows and blankets. Mischief must’ve taken the bedding for Anthony from the rest of the house because when I’d first discovered the Addict angel in the att
Command of the Wolf Chapter 66
The sun boiled down from a summer’s sky that wavered with heat at the back of the House of Blood. I scrunched my nose against the sharp pain of a mosquito’s bite on my throat. When I slapped my hand down to swat themosquito, then peered at the palm, it was scarlet with the fat parasite’s stolen blood.It felt wrong to be searching for a killer under such bright light, rather than the rays of the moon. I shivered, even though I was sweating underneath my mother’s cape, which I just couldn’t give up yet.I hunched my shoulders, as I peeked at the towering back gates of the House of Blood that were carved with orbiting planets. My shadows reached out to trace over the carvings, before shying away at the taste of coppery blood magic. Selena was a professor at Oxford and the spires of her college loomed beyond her Tudor mansion.What would the non-magical students think if t
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