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329. MEETING IN THE FOREST
NARRATORElliot ran like a madman, barefoot, with no direction.He didn’t feel the sharp stones or the scratches on his bare torso from the jagged branches in his path.Sweat dripped from him, his breathing erratic.He collapsed onto the soft grass in the middle of the dense forest. His entire body burned, as if his temperature kept rising endlessly.His bones cracked in a strange way. He arched his back into a fetal position, enduring the painful tremors in his muscles.With clawed hands, he clutched his head, which throbbed as if thousands of burning nails were piercing his skull.His heart pounded so fast he thought it would explode, that he’d die right there.He clutched his chest, his nails digging into his strong pectorals. Something inside him clawed to break free, to take control, to command his will—but he resisted.He always resisted. The only time he hadn’t was that night.He didn’t know exactly what had happened, but it had been something very similar; he lost control comp
330. SPYING ON THE ENEMY
NARRATOR"I'm no spy. I can go and be of help," Elliot immediately showed interest.He needed to know exactly what was happening here.Despite Tomas’s protests, he ended up following them through the forest.They moved fast, running with agility.Elliot never lagged behind. This level of speed and endurance couldn’t be sustained by a normal elemental.None of them were normal.*****They crouched behind large rocks at the edge of a cliff.Below, a deep canyon stretched out, with the wide river marking the border between the two Duchies."Elliot, can you hear us?" Aldo tried once more to speak to him telepathically, but nothing—Elliot didn’t even acknowledge it.Aldo frowned.This guy was either playing dumb or truly had no knowledge of his supernatural abilities.Regardless, the sounds of horse hooves, creaking wagon wheels, and water splashing made them refocus on the scene unfolding a few meters ahead."Down there," Tomas whispered as the riders who had reached the shore raised thei
331. BACK HOME
NARRATORElliot didn’t understand what it meant. However, he imitated him.“I swear on my life, I will die cruelly if I break my promise,” he assured, pounding his fist against his heart.Elliot knew this man was a supernatural being—he had hinted at it in so many ways.He also understood that Aldo suspected him as well. Apparently, he had revealed something when he rescued him from the river, but he didn’t dare ask, didn’t dare open up, because he wasn’t just anyone.He was the Duke, and he had too much to lose. No one would be blackmailing him again.Suspicion wasn’t the same as certainty. Aldo went inside the house to rest with his family.Elliot sighed, glancing at the narrow hallway that led to the backyard.He headed in that direction to empty the tub and clean up the bath he had fled from like a coward.As he pushed open the door with a low creak, he found himself in the dimly lit, chilly room.Rossella had left everything neat and dry.Only the tub still held a little water, t
332. THE MAGIC PENDANT
NARRATOR“Quickly, take this boat across the eastern stretch of the river, and you’ll reach the neighboring village. Look for Joaquín at the only inn there. He should be about to leave with his trade caravan. Tell him you come in my name…”Aldo was giving hurried instructions as they untied the knots securing the boat and prepared to push the small vessel down the ramp and into the water.Sheltered inside the old boathouse, Katherine watched them nervously, barely managing to slow her frantic breathing after their reckless sprint.For heaven’s sake, these men didn’t even look like they had just spent half an hour running through the forest like mad dogs, while she felt like she was about to cough up her lungs.And to think she had supernatural blood—if she didn’t…“Push.”With a dull thud and the splash of water, the boat landed at the river’s edge.All that was left was one final shove to send it down the ramp.Katherine moved to help them; between the three of them, it would be quic
333. ARE YOU A QUICKIE?
NARRATOR"What? You think they won’t accept it as payment?" She looked at him with worried, almost innocent eyes.Elliot gazed deep into those eyes. She seemed sincere, no tricks or deception.He was growing more convinced that this wasn’t his original wife, and now it was painfully clear that this woman—identical to Rossella—had no knowledge of his secret."Yes, I think it will work."He extended his hand, hesitantly, half-expecting her to change her mind at the last second. His heart skipped a beat when she placed the magical pendant in his palm."Well then, I’ll leave it in your care.""Isn’t this important to you?" he probed, but he quickly tucked it away.He had no intention of giving it up again. In fact, he would destroy it completely."Not really. I think it belonged to my mother, but I never even met her. Either way, the living have to find a way to keep going," Katherine said, shrugging off the matter without a second thought.She had no idea she had just handed over the onl
334. YOU ARE FINISHED
NARRATORShe even gave him a once-over, her gaze stopping blatantly on his crotch.Elliot stared at her in disbelief before bursting into laughter, drawing a few glances their way.Katherine smirked subtly.She had never seen him laugh like that before—he looked so damn sexy without that usual grumpy, superior air.So, the ice man actually had a sense of humor sometimes. Elliot coughed a little, regaining control of himself.She was so unpredictable, like a breath of fresh air in his life, filled with secrets and fears. She had no idea how, day by day, she was slipping further away from the role of Rossella.The real Duchess had been prissy, full of insecurities, rigid—not like this new Duchess, who had him completely captivated with her sensuality and spirit.He wanted to tell her he was dying to make love to her like never before, but the shadow of what had happened yesterday still loomed over him.What if he lost control with her again? What if he hurt her… and was discovered?He o
335. CAPTURING THE TRAITOR
NARRATOR"My lord!!" Wallace was in shock—relieved yet troubled, unable to fully grasp the situation.Even more so when the Duke stepped in front of the Duchess protectively, shielding her."Why… why, if you were in the city, didn’t you return to the castle? I sent a search party across the entire duchy, combing the area where you were ambushed. One of the soldiers survived and came to warn me," he hastily began to explain.The atmosphere around them was cold and menacing.He felt like a rat caught in a trap."I thought… I thought the Duchess had conspired with the enemy—!""SHUT UP AND STOP BEING SO DAMN CYNICAL!" Elliot couldn’t stop himself from exploding with rage.He had trusted this man, placed his estate in his hands.He was sick of being stabbed in the back—this was why trusting anyone was so damn hard."I didn’t—""Yes, you did!" Elliot stepped forward, barely holding back the urge for his canines to emerge."And you’re going to tell me every last detail, or I swear I will ri
336. MAGICAL HERITAGE
KATHERINE"It was about an hour ago. The Duke carried you in his arms. Imagine my shock—I was scared, thinking you were hurt or something. What exactly happened?" she questioned me, looking worried."Wait, first tell me about the child. Is she okay? Did anything happen to her while I was gone? The butler…?""No, no. Lavinia is fine. She’s practicing with her piano teacher in the library. She’s been quite well-behaved—she’s not even asking about that awful governess anymore," Nana reassured me, and I let out a sigh of relief.I threw off the covers and let my bare feet dangle off the bed.It seemed Nana had removed my old, ragged clothes because now I was in pajamas."Well… where should I start?" I sighed and began telling her about the little adventure the Duke and I had just been through."Hmm, the Duke is a tough bone to crack. You almost had him, but he rejected you at the last moment. Looks like he favors you a little more, but that’s not enough," she said with a disappointed grim
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