All Chapters of FORBIDDEN BLOOM : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

DIANDRA I woke up to find the sheets on the right side of me empty and cold. Soft snoring sounds filtered into my ears from the left, where Eros still slept. He had a hand hooked around one of mine as though to keep me from leaving his bed without stirring him. On reflex, my fingers brushed away the dark locks on his forehead. This beautiful man was mine. Naked, but all mine. A whimper escaped my lips when I tried to move and like rain, the memories of last night poured into my mind. The savage way the twins had taken me in both holes, pleasuring me, using me for hours, leaving me completely sated before we finally fell asleep. That wasn’t even all. Ares had woken me up in the middle of the night and slipped into me from behind, grinding against my ass as his cock stroked my slippery walls. The climax that swept though me had been silent as though mindful of what time it was. I bit my lip at the memory, fighting the blush that crept into my cheeks. As de

ARESOnce again, I had to maintain decorum, had to force myself to sit still whilst surrounded by people I didn’t want to deal with now.“We should have…” Everytime someone spoke, I counted the seconds. Everytime they branched off to another topic of discussion, my thoughts strayed to her.“Impossible! We were just attacked…”I couldn’t say how it happened. Nor was it the sex that made it so. Whatever had gone down between us this morning wasn’t my intentions. Gods knew I wanted her to slip in the bathtub with me, so I could wash her hair until she melted against my body. I would do anything simple long as it involved being with her. A lump stuck in my throat. But then stupid me had to ruin it. My Diandra. My sweet mate, Diandra. Someone leaned into my right. “Your Grace, I think it’s time for you to say something.” Slowly, I raised my head, staring at everyone seated at the long table as they stared back. I leaned back to Xena, in a low voice asked, “What was it again?”“The

ARESThe sharp smell of rot permeated the air, coming from the body lying still next to me. I couldn’t leave. I didn’t want to bring myself to. It’d been three days since she was first pronounced dead. Three days since the High Priestess and doctors proved themselves useless. Three days since I shut down the entire palace to everyone. No one was getting in the palace without my fucking approval. Except Eros. The bastard had forced his way in here, but was seated all the way at the other end of the room.Good for his safety because I wanted to do something terrible to him after he hurled words at me, blaming me for the death of our mate, saying if I’d marked her, perhaps her wolf would have been able to withstand the poison. I looked to the shards of glass on the floor, then the crack in the wall where I’d smashed the vase against earlier, aiming for his fucking head. All of that, yet the truth was glaring. Eros was right. If I hadn’t been such a dickwad to her, she’d still be h

ARES “Xena? Eros and Xena?” My gaze whipped to Eros now, who refused to meet my eyes. “Restore your wolf, brother? Why am I just hearing about this?”“And so what? I had to do what I had to. Do you have any idea how it feels to always be in the shadows, obscured by your twin brother’s glory?” He finally looked at me, eyes slitted with hate. “If I had my wolf, no longer would I look down on myself or stand back and watch as others dote on you.”His words struck me hard in the chest. “But…” Sorrow blanketed me. “Why did you not come to me? We could’ve dealt with this together.” He scoffed. “The death of the Anomaly according to prophecy was the only thing that could restore my wolf. So apologies, brother, but it had to be done. Even if it meant using your mate for it.”I leaned forward, already feeling my wolf’s agitation at the mention of my mate and the cruel path my own brother had chosen. Dooming all of us. I should never have brought her to the palace without first confirming

EROS The dregs of the dungeon. That was the first place it’d occurred to these lowly animals to place me in. Or maybe the first place my brother had ordered them to put me. “You just wait until I get my wolf back,” I promised as I sat in that dark place, picturing the very first faces in line for my revenge. Eva had promised it’d only take a few days before the Anomaly’s death began its regenerative healing of my wolf. What was an extra day in wait? The chorus of ‘Your Grace’ rendered the air as a pair of feet descended down the stairwell leading to where I was. Ares’ face came into view and I wanted to peel the royal smugness off his face. How dare he? How dare he look at me like I wasn’t worth more than the dirt in this dingy place? How dare he?! I didn’t even pretend to hide the contempt I felt for him at that moment. Soon, we’d see who triumphs over the other. “Have you come to see the lovely brother you threw in the dungeons because of that lowly ome