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I jerked away from her immediately, my mind racing. “What the fuck kind of magic are you using? You’re creating an illusion of healing, aren’t you? Making me think the pain is gone?” I backed against the wall, putting distance between us. “There’s no way you can actually
heal wolfsbane wounds with just a touch!”
Rowan’s delighted laughter filled the cell. “Does it matter whether it’s real or illusion? If you don’t feel pain, why should you care about
the mechanism?”
Fury exploded in my chest. I climbed off the bed, putting the narrow furniture between us like a barrier. “I don’t give a fuck what game you’re playing! Get out! The Elders scheduled my execution for three days from now. You don’t need to rush.”
But Rowan stood as well, moving around the bed with serpentine grace. Her arms wrapped around my torso from behind, her body pressing against my back as she whispered, “What if I told you… I hate Silas too?”
The words hit me like a physical blow. What?
Before I could process that revelation, she continued, her voice dropping to something intimate and dangerous. “What if I told you that if you agree to one small condition, I could make you a true king? No more dungeons. No more running. No more rejection from your mate.” Her lips brushed against my shoulder blade. “And I’ll even share the masked witch’s secrets with you.”
My heart hammered against my ribs. How the fuck does she know so much? Is she using her aura on me right now, reading my thoughts? Or- fuck-is she connected to the masked witch somehow?
Rowan slipped around to face me, pressing her entire body against mine with deliberate provocation. Her hips ground against me in a slow, unmistakable rhythm. “Don’t worry,” she purred. “I’m not using my aura on you right now. Especially not for this.” Her hand drifted lower, fingers trailing across the taut muscles of my abdomen before moving with undeniable intent towards the waistband of my trousers. “When it comes to physical pleasure, I prefer my partners to be completely present. Fully engaged. I want you to feel every
single thing I do to you.”
Revulsion twisted my stomach. I grabbed her wandering hand, my grip hard enough to make bones grind together, considering crushing it
entirely.
But she didn’t flinch. Instead, she smiled through the pain, her eyes glittering with dark amusement. “Don’t you want to hear my
condition first?”
“No!” I snarled, though I loosened my grip slightly. “I’m not making deals with you! You’re no different from Silas! I don’t trust him, and I sure as hell don’t trust a desperate, starving whore like you!”
Something cold flashed in Rowan’s eyes. The seductive mask slipped for just a moment, revealing the ancient, calculating predator beneath. “You know I could use my aura to make you kneel before me right now. I could make you service me in ways that would make your precious mate lose her mind with jealousy.”
My scalp prickled with genuine fear. The threat wasn’t empty-I’d felt the power of her mental magic during the trial. In my weakened
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state, I might not be able to resist if she really wanted to dominate me.
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I forced my hand to release hers, though every instinct screamed at me to snap her neck. “Use my body however you want,” I said, my
voice arctic. “But while I’m conscious, you’ll always be nothing but an ancient hag in my eyes. And the second I have the strength, I’ll tear
out your throat and cut off your head-along with Silas’s. I’ll mount them both on the highest tower of this castle.” I stepped closer, using my height advantage to loom over her. “As for how you know so much about my business? I’ll figure that out too.”
Rowan’s expression darkened, the seductive pretense dropping completely. “Will you even be alive to investigate? Last chance, Kaius. Agree to my condition, and I’ll truly help you. Not just empty promises-real power.”
“Get out,” I growled. “Whatever your condition is, I don’t want to hear it. I’m not making bargains with you. And soon enough, you’ll be
dead by my claws.”
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