All Chapters of His Bloodstained Bride : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Alessio’s PovThe heat in the room wasn’t just hers anymore. It had crept beneath my skin too—slowly, then all at once.I could see it in her eyes, how the fire was eating her up from the inside out. The flush of her cheeks, the sheen of sweat across her collarbone, the way her fingers trembled slightly every time she gripped the sheets, every part of her was screaming for relief, even though her mouth kept spewing defiance.I had to say it.“I think I’ll have to mark you.”She blinked at me like I’d grown a second head. “What do you mean, try to bite me? Are you insane?”I met her glare, calm but firm. “Yeah. That’s the only thing that’ll stop this. For now. You understand that, right?”Her expression twisted in fury. “Never. You would never—don’t even try that nonsense on me.”Then she laughed.Not a normal laugh.A wicked, jagged, unhinged kind of sound that made my wolf stir uneasily.Fang, my wolf, snorted.“Don’t tell me you only want to mark her. You definitely want to do more

Alessio’s PovI stood by the window, arms folded, gaze distant. My mind, for once, wasn’t on war or treaties or patrols, it was on her.Raven.The way she moved, like a storm barely contained beneath skin. The way her body melted under my touch last night, so fucking soft…so soft I still couldn’t believe it. Her lips, the moan she let out when I kissed her neck, goddess, it haunted me.She was fire and edge and stubbornness… and I was burning.The door creaked open behind me. I didn’t have to turn, Diego’s scent hit me first.“Hey, man—”“I’m not a big fan of yours,” I cut in flatly.He chuckled, closing the door behind him. “Good to know. But I’m not here to win your heart, Alessio. I’m here to talk sense into you.”I sighed and turned slightly, raising a brow. “Let me guess. You’re going to warn me again about how dangerous it is to go into enemy territory.”He didn’t smile this time. “Yes, actually. You know what you're walking into. After years of bloodshed, they suddenly want pea

Raven’s PovThe moment we stepped through that gate and those men came out to greet us, my instincts screamed.This place, Frostfang….reeked of cold authority and hidden danger. I didn’t like it. Not one bit.As the man introduced himself and started issuing instructions to the maids, I already knew what was going to happen. Of course. One room. One bed. One Alpha-sized ego sharing space with me.I could’ve argued.I wanted to argue.But then I remembered Alessio’s words back in the woods, about how there was nothing feminine about me. That I fought like a man. Talked too much. Didn’t fit the mold. And just like that, my pride chained my tongue.I was screaming on the inside. Every cell in my body wanted to protest. But I stayed quiet.Alessio glanced at me, like he expected me to speak up, to fight back like I always did. But I didn’t. And I hated that I didn’t.The mansion they led us into was massive, just like Alessio’s back in Silvercrest. But this one was different. It didn’t fe

Raven’s Pov I opened my eyes slowly, my entire body screaming in pain. Everything ached, my shoulders, my back, my head. It felt like I'd been run over by a goddamn truck and dragged for miles.The place was unfamiliar. Cold stone. A dull light flickering above me. My arms were yanked behind my back, wrists bound tightly. My mouth was covered, I couldn’t speak. I could barely move. Panic twisted in my chest.Then I saw a man. Standing directly in front of me. Looming.He leaned in close, far too close and stared into my face.Then he said it. One word. One fucking word that chilled my blood more than anything else had in years.“Luna.”I couldn’t even see his face properly. My vision was blurry, my head too heavy. But I knew I didn’t know him. I knew I didn’t.I turned my head barely and that’s when I saw Alessio.“Raven!”Alessio’s voice thundered through the room, rough, desperate.He was tied too—arms behind his back, jaw clenched, eyes locked on mine. He was struggling, muscles f

Raven’s Pov I stepped out of the steaming bath, wrapping myself in the soft robe that had been left for me. It was hard to enjoy the warmth when my mind was cold with thoughts.I dried off, got dressed in the silk-black gown left on the bed, and sat at the vanity. I began brushing my hair, slowly, methodically. Every stroke was a distraction from the image of Alessio’s face.That look he gave me before leaving.Why did he look so… broken? Like he cared?It didn’t make sense. Not from someone who called me unworthy. Not from someone who said I wasn’t feminine. So why did his face haunt me now?I pulled myself back together, locking the thought away like all the others. I had more important things to deal with than Alessio’s confusing emotions.Once I was done with my hair, a knock came at the door.I stilled.I already knew Kaelan’s scent. This wasn’t him.I had no daggers. No blade tucked into my boots. Nothing.I opened the door cautiously.A young girl, barely nineteen, stood there