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Feast of Night: The King's Bride

Eve didn't ask for any of it. A tragic childhood, the scorn of the villagers, a mother whose body was never found and a stepmother who constantly tried to get rid of her. They said it was her sins weighing down on her. She was an outcast- the filth that no one wanted around them, yet the beauty everyone wished to possess. When the dark creatures attacked their village, Eve was sacrificed. She was after all, her father's murderer. They were only too happy to push her towards the dark abyss. Her life was burning down in front of her. But that was until she met him. Theodore de la Nuit was tired of living under the shadow of his uncle. He wanted the regency to end. He wanted to clean out the court off of the traitors. He wanted his revenge against the vampires- against those leeches that stole his childhood from him. The monsters took everything from him- his parents, the joy of his first shift and the power that should have been his from birth. When his uncle took an interest in a country bumpkin, he knew that the time had come. He had never seen Luke so caught in the web of any woman. For the first time, the man had dared to lower his guards. He wanted to kill her in front of him and initiate the start of his revenge. But that was until he met her. Will the two kill each other before they give themselves a chance, or will the mate bond bind them against all odds?

obsessedWithWolves · Fantaisie
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Chapter 68: Seeing you miserable

The rest of their walk was in silence. Except for the part, where like always, Ivan paused to share his shoes with her. He never said anything nor accepted any thank you's from her. The action, however small, never failed to touch her. 

Before she knew it, she had already warmed up to the commander and his silence. She was slowly beginning to forget the day that they had met for the first time. The day that all hell had broken loose in St Yvon and her fate to follow the regent to Nightwell Hold was sealed. 

It all felt like ages ago. Life outside the palace appeared like a story that she had heard and forgotten. One that was no more her reality. However unsettled she was within the huge walls of Nightwell Hold, it had become a part of her.