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Chosen Mates, Stolen Fates Chapter 86
Deidre No. No no no. I had no time to consider the implications of the Chiyad Beta Challenge. No. I had to focus. Think think think! I withdrew from my husband’s office under the guise of unfinished work and returned to my own. I close the office door behind me, barely able to breathe. What had I just agreed to? Was this completely insane? Taking over for Mistra? No. This was stupid. No! It was the only reasonable option. I had to honor her. What was I thinking? This was insane. Memories swirled to the surface, dense and unstoppable like ink added to water. I fought to stave off the haunting vision of Sienna’s face, but it was no use. Like weeks before, the memories flooded into my mind, this time crisper; more intense, long-forgotten details materializing before me with stunning clarity. Years before A knock sounded at the door. “May I come in?” Said a soft, melodic voice. “Luna?” I rose reflexively. “You shouldn’t be out of bed–” She waved a dismissive, gentle hand
Chosen Mates, Stolen Fates Chapter 87
Mark No. No no no. I take a deep breath, unable to go back to patrol now. I was only manning the desk, but… Fuck. Nobody apart from Mistra had… well, since Kyle had…. Fuck. I made my way back to my office, slamming the door. Everything, everything had come crashing down that day, in this office, Kyle’s office. I tried to shake the cascade of memories, but I couldn’t. My fingers are shaking, nearly twitching. Itching for something that’s not there. I put my head in my hands, willing it all to stop. Wanting the visions and the memories to recede. But they won’t. They come crashing in full force, just like they had a few weeks ago. Twelve Years Ago “Has he called in yet?” Janas asked. “Yes,” I lied, scribbling nonsense on my clipboard. I shifted uneasily. Kyle hadn’t checked in from his last two checkpoints, and I had faked radio static so that Janas wouldn’t know. I knew that Kyle wasn’t really running patrol tonight, but rather was on a separate mission tonight for the Al
Chosen Mates, Stolen Fates Chapter 88
KiraHis skin was warm, his chest smooth. Hardened with surprising muscle. Could books really do that to someone?His lips were on my neck, his hands pressing my lower back into the hardness at his waist. The moan that escapes me is loud–harsh–filling the room with charged intensity. His hands grip my ass, squeezing me into his hips.I’m whimpering. Whimpering. Hoping that he touches me.When he inserts a finger I can’t stop the sound from escaping my throat. I’m no longer in charge. It’s as if he has complete control over me, his fingers coaxing everything he wants and everything I want to give.The sound of his zipper and our breathing is the only thing that fills the room. His pants drop to the floor and he pries my legs open, demanding entry with his–“KIRA?”The pounding of the door rattles my senses. What the–“KIRA!” For fuck’s sake. I squint, looking to push the hair from my eyes only to realize my hand is between my–Fuck. I was having…Goddess damnit.“Coming!” I shake my h
Chosen Mates, Stolen Fates Chapter 89
Deidre The knock came quietly. I glanced at the clock. 9:00 sharp. Smart she-wolf not to keep me waiting. She opened the door, once again remarkably clean. Good. I didn’t want anything staining my pristine cashmere carpet. I gestured to the chair opposite my desk without a word, then opened a large drawer within my desk and pulled out the briefcase of medical supplies I had snagged from the infirmary earlier. Mistra’s dark eyebrows rose. “You just keep that on hand?” I glared, then took her wrist, pushing her loose, dark purple sleeves back to examine the veins of one arm. I clicked my tongue, reaching for the other arm to assess. “This one,” I said, pushing back her second sleeve with a forceful yank. I began to prep her arm and sterilize the area in silence. Breaking it, she said, “Your bedside manner could use some work.” I shot her a look that said, “Really?” before shoving the needle into her forearm. “Ouch!” “Do you make this much noise when you visit Sirius?” The force w
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DeidreIf this night wasn’t already surreal, I wouldn’t have believed it. Here, in the depths of a cave, I would meet him. Finally, after all these years.Jason had shielded me from duty as much as possible–but this trek? Hiking here every night? It was…“Ready?”No. That much was clear. But I nodded.One last steel gate stood before us, and Mistra held a key aloft from her pocket. I eyed her cautiously, pointing a thumb over my shoulder. “Are the three gates not enough?”Her lips pursed before answering. “Yes. Though this one is a… a formality.”I blinked. “Excuse me?”“You understand that he’s nearly twenty-four years old, correct?”I sputtered. Had time really gone that quickly? “Of course I do.”“Then you’ll understand,” she drawled, “that he’s entitled to his privacy.”“Privacy?” I spat, on uneven footing both physically and mentally. “How much more private could it get in here?”“Sienna wished that he live with the dignity he deserves,” Mistra said smoothly, but her eyes flashed
Chosen Mates, Stolen Fates Chapter 91
Deidre “Happy to make yourself at home, are you?” My spine shot straight in surprise, the glass dropping from my trembling hand. I watched it fall to the polished wood floors, a single second before it splintered into a thousand glass pieces, great gobs of water already poised to splash out and over the surface of the– I blinked. The cup was gone. Not on the floor, not shattered, but– A soft *clink* of glass on marble countertop sounded to the side. I blinked, taking in the unbroken cup Sirius set there with apparent ease. “Ah, but I forgot. As Luna, all of this territory is your home, isn’t it? Of course, what’s mine is yours, isn’t it? Well, except for my father. He’s all yours.” I stood in stunned silence, unable to move. His voice was low. Rumbling. I was surprised; I hadn’t expected much, but I had expected disuse. Maybe hoarseness. Sirius folded his arms, eyeing me carefully despite the cool disassociation of his voice. “Not what you expected?” he drawled. I forced myself
Chosen Mates, Stolen Fates Chapter 92
Deidre The next few hours passed in uncomfortable–and dizzying–silence. Sirius and Mistra stayed to themselves, harmlessly reading the same book, side by side, and comparing notes. I tried not to notice how close together they sat on the couch. I guess it was his lack of human contact, but… he was over twenty years her junior. At nearly five in the morning, Sirius excused himself through a door I hadn’t noticed earlier for a round of exercise. Apparently this replica had a few modifications, a gym included. Mistra and I were left alone. “So, what do you think?” It was the first time Mistra had addressed me since Sirius had made his appearance in human form. “You know exactly what I think,” I seethed, finally feeling like I was able to draw breath. “You let me walk into this blind!” “Blind?” She laughed, sweeping her dark hair over one shoulder and standing, making her way over to the fridge and pulling cheese and fruits out of it. “What could I have said that you didn’t already e
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Kira My phone buzzed, jerking me awake. I had barely slept for an hour off patrol and I had to be up for that stupid fucking meeting. PERRIN: Missed you on our run earlier. KIRA: Patrol is kicking my ass, sorry. PERRIN: As long as it’s keeping you out of trouble. KIRA: Who said I’m not up to trouble? PERRIN: Does this have anything to do with you and Ben making out? I shot bolt upright. What the hell? We didn’t make out! We had given me a ride on his bike for crying out loud– I began typing furiously, when bubbles appeared on the screen again, Perrin’s next message coming in. PERRIN: *Sorry, making up, not making out PERRIN: Tho honestly no judgment, I’m just glad you backed off after dinner last week He had a point. To him and Lo I looked like a total bitch. I suppose I had been. I decided to change the subject. KIRA: Want to catch up later? Deidre canceled on me today so I don’t have princess lessons this morning. PERRIN: Can you stop calling them that? KIRA: Why? He
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