“Take them to the throne room,” he croaked from behind rotting teeth.
The soldiers didn’t hesitate. They moved at a unit, immediately obeying their master’s orders. Grace cried out again as one poked his spear into her back, but Damon held her close and whispered reassurances in his ear.
They escorted us to the throne room like pigs to the slaughter. The vast space was lined with enormous columns that seemed to be carved from the very mountain itself, stretching so high above I could hardly make out the ceiling.
Far above, I could just barely see a sliver of the sky peeking through a hole in the ceiling. Snow drifted down, although it melted in the air before it reached the floor, since it was so high up. The sky was dark already.
Was it really nighttime now? How long had I been in that fucking cage?
The soldiers forced us to our knees in front of a dais on which a throne made of twisted wood sat. The King marched over to us and came to stand before us, regarding us–especially me–with a hateful expression that made him look even uglier than he already was.
“I would keep you alive, if only for my wife’s sake,” he said, jerking his knobbly chin toward me, “but it’s simpler to find someone else to wear.”
My jaw clenched. Wife. Like Natalia was his.
“She’s not your wife,” I hissed. “She’s-”
Something hard cracked across my skull before I could finish. Blinding pain shot across my eye sockets, momentarily making me black out. I heard Grace cry out again. I didn’t have a chance to right myself before a rough hand grabbed the back of my shirt and hauled me back to my knees.
“She is mine. Her abilities are mine, and they will pass down to our countless children.”
I swallowed hard. I didn’t want to think of my Natalia being raped and forced to give birth to this monster’s offspring.
But as I looked around, I saw no escape. We were completely surrounded by those creepy soldiers holding ruby weapons, and there were only three of us compared to dozens of them.
Furthermore, what remained of the army was gone, and whatever the fuck was going on in this palace was keeping me from mindlinking anyone for help.
For the first time ever, I felt completely helpless. Truly, desperately helpless.
Natalia needed me, and right now, there was nothing I could do. I was weakened and outnumbered, and anything I attempted would only make things worse.
The King, as if sensing the dejection in my face, sneered an ugly sneer that made me want to gag at the sight of those rancid teeth.
“Go ahead,” he said, folding his arms. “Beg. Plead. Cry and squeal. Maybe I’ll consider locking you up again, so that at least, when I fuck Natalia, she’ll get to see your face instead of mine.”
My wolf, though weakened, snarled. I curled my lip indignantly and spat at the King’s feet.
“Fuck you,” I hissed.
The King snorted as if amused. “I bore of this,” he said, turning. “I have a wife to get back to, after all. Deal with them.”
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He raised his hand, and the soldiers began to advance on us, ruby weapons flashing. Damon drew Grace closer and snarled. I caught sight of a weapon discarded on the floor from the battle and tried to calculate how much time I had to retrieve it and kill one soldier before my own life was taken.
It was then that I saw it.
A shadow moving behind a pillar. The thrum of awareness in the mate bond snapped taut. Natalia was in the room. with us. She was going to-
No.
Something red whizzed from behind the pillar. The tip of the arrow was as sharp as the finest razor I’d ever seen. It was aimed at the King’s throat.
But it never reached him. A ruby flashed on his finger, and with preternatural speed, he leapt out of the way just in time for the arrow to just barely graze him.
The blade, instead, slammed into my brother’s heart.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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