Protected: BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 51 – 60
BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 51 – 60
Alviara cleaned herself quickly, dressed, and followed suit. Outside the chamber, she scanned the corridor for the girl but found it empty.
As Alviara turned the corner, however, she spotted the human slumped against the wall at the intersection leading away from the Southern Wing. Her clothes were disheveled, her ponytail askew, her eyes closed as if in pain.
“You know, don’t you?” the girl whispered, looking utterly tired. “Go ahead, tell me how I play such a dangerous game. Tell me how I will be executed for it.”
Alviara simply met her gaze, “It is no business of mine.”
Her eyes opened slowly, glancing up at Alviara. “Are you going to tell him?”
“No, my dear. As I said, it is none of my concern. I am merely relieved to finally understand why I, Alviara Myxxz, the most sought-after courtesan in Urai, presented for a male so aroused he might as well be in a rut, yet he remained unmoved.”
She clicked her tongue, “It nearly bruised my ego, I must admit. But then, it has nothing to do with me and everything to do with you. You are the grand king’s Soulbond?”
The girl did not deny it. Silence hung heavy in the air.
Alviara stumbled back, a gasp escaping her lips. “You… you do not deny it, then? You are the king’s…” She could not bring herself to repeat the word.
A curt nod was her only response.
Alviara’s composure momentarily shattered. Her eyes widened, and her hands flew to her mouth as she panted heavily.
A Soulbond? Impossible. They were the stuff of legends, whispers of a long-forgotten past. Mere myths, long since faded from existence.
Yet, as she studied the girl anew, free from the haze of lust that had previously clouded her vision, it did not seem so far-fetched.
The human possessed an otherworldly beauty befitting the destined mate of a king. A subtle strength in her delicate frame, and…a hidden fire smoldering beneath the surface of her silvery eyes. Dormant. Unexplored.
Not to mention the attraction she had witnessed in there, between them. It burned like lava, untamed and fierce.
“Do you think he suspects?” the girl asked at last, breaking the silence.
Alviara shook her head slowly. “I doubt it. But then, who can truly know the workings of his mind?” A pause, “What is your name?”
“Emeriel.”
“Emeriel,” The name was like a caress on Alviara’s tongue. “Ah, the human prince? Stolen from court by the beast? The one whom a slave master met his end for daring to defile? It all makes sense now.”
The girl, Emeriel, swayed on her feet, her face pale and drawn.
Alviara reached out a hand to steady her. “Are you alright?”
“The feeding. It… uhh…”
“Blood drunk?” Alviara’s eyebrows shot up in disbelief. “You feel intoxicated?”
Emeriel let out a sheepish sigh. “A little.”
“Huh. Guess what they say is true. Soulbonds really are the whole package.” Alviara said in disbelief, “Well, human, I will be on my way. Tonight was… interesting. Let’s do it again sometime.”
Alviara started to walk away, then paused, turning back, “Do you want my advise?”
Emeriel shrugged, her eyes still closed.
“Hide your identity as long as you can. Nothing good will come from the discovery of your secret. That male loved his bondmate deeply, and he lost her in a way you already know.
If you ask me, it is probably best if His Grace never finds out. It would likely be in your best interest.”
Alviara cocked her head to the side, “Although fate seem to have a hand here. Well, let fate play its part, but do not force it.” She turned to face the exit, “Stay safe, and I wish you luck, human. With a male like the grand king, you will need all the luck in the world.”
BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 51 – 60
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