All Chapters of Bride of the Beasts: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter 10: Monsters at the Table

ANWEN'S POVI ate faster than I should have, barely tasting the food now, shoveling bite after bite in the hope that if I finished quickly enough, they’d send me back to the room and leave me alone.I could feel Brammon’s stare on my back, but at least he understood the concept of space. Unlike Fenric, he didn’t crowd me, didn’t touch unless he had to.Fenric was mercifully quiet for once. Maybe he’d finally found something else to occupy himself with. Maybe, just this once, I wasn’t the center of his attention.I let myself glance over, just to be sure.Big mistake.He wasn’t distracted at all. He was watching me. Had been the whole time. That same predatory amusement lingered in his eyes, and the moment ours met, his mouth curved into a slow, wolfish grin.My grip tightened around the fork. “What?” I snapped.His grin only widened, like I’d given him exactly what he wanted.“I think you’re very pretty,” he said, almost lazily. Then his gaze dragged over me, slow and assessing. “Too

Chapter 11: What Cannot Be Kept

BRAMMON'S POVI saw it the moment the first drop touched her lips.That flicker in Anwen’s eyes—recognition, or the beginning of it. That it had been me she clung to last night, not her so-called brother. That it had been me she begged not to leave.And yet… her doubt lingered.She’d been delirious, half-conscious, burning with fever. There was no telling what she truly remembered.Anwen lowered the vial, her tongue darting out to catch the last of the sweetness. She lingered on it, lips parting slightly as if unwilling to let the taste go, her brows drawing together in faint confusion.Then she looked up at me. And for a moment, I forgot how to breathe.No wonder Fenric wouldn’t shut up about her. Scions like us—half human, half divine—were long since immune to mortal beauty. It came with the blood. The Radiants had seen to that.Human women had never held our interest beyond the need for heirs.Until now.Because Anwen… her face could humble the beauty of every Scion in existence.H

Chapter 12: A Moment Outside the Walls

ANWEN'S POVI kept pounding on Fenric’s back, my fists thudding uselessly against him as he carried me like a sack of grain.“Put me down!” I snapped for what felt like the hundredth time. “Now.”He’d said he was giving me a chance to get familiar with the fortress. And yet he never slowed.If anything, I was certain he was taking unnecessary turns on purpose, just to throw me off. Every time I tried to track our path, he’d spin, pivot, or slip through some archway I hadn’t even noticed.“Put. Me. Down.” I said again, sharper this time. “I can walk.”He chuckled. “I know you can, peaches,” he said. “But I don’t think your feeble legs would’ve made it this far.”He stopped abruptly, tipping me just enough to give me a clear view ahead.I lifted my head—and my breath caught.The fortress loomed behind us, Blackreach rising high and unforgiving against the sky. We were already at the gates.Only then did I realize how far he’d carried me. If I’d walked it, I would’ve collapsed long befor

Chapter 13: What Is Ours

FENRIC'S POVThe moment Rhydan said Gadreel’s name, she froze.I saw the recognition hit. The other monster hunting her.Whatever color the sun had coaxed into her skin drained away all at once. She went pale—paler than before—and for a moment, she didn’t breathe. Her fear spiked, sharp and sudden. I could smell it in the air—and I knew Brammon and Rhydan could too.Every instinct in me bristled.“What are you still standing there for, human?” Rhydan barked.She flinched like he’d struck her.“Go with Fenric. Now,” he snapped. “Or would you rather we hand you over to Gadreel? Your choice.”That finally made her move.She blinked, dazed, and took small, hesitant steps toward me—but she came. I didn’t wait. I scooped her up, cradling her in my arms this time instead of slinging her over my shoulder.“Stay calm, Anwen,” I told her, a quiet warning. “I’m going to shift.”She stiffened.She must’ve remembered the last time—seeing me fully shifted, up close. She’d been so terrified she’d we

Chapter 14: Learning the Fortress

ANWEN'S POVThe monsters left me alone for the next few days after Gadreel’s visit.A part of me was relieved. But another part expected someone to come—Fenric, maybe, always hovering. Or Brammon, ready to bark orders.Not Rhydan, though. That one seemed repulsed by me. As if even looking at me burned him.I found myself listening for footsteps outside, watching the door, waiting for the handle to turn—for it to slam open.But none of them came.Just Wells, bringing me food and my draught.The longer the wait stretched, the more it unsettled me.I wanted to know what had happened between them and Gadreel. Had they driven him off for good? Would he come back for me?If the triarch kings were the lesser evil… then I’d rather stay with them than be dragged off by Gadreel. The thought alone made my stomach twist.So far, none of them had tried to touch me. Not in the way I feared. Not in the way the other women before me had suffered.Instead, I got Fenric—leaning too close, constantly in

Chapter 15: A Balcony with Bars

ANWEN'S POVFenric and Brammon didn’t leave. They stood there like twin pillars, unmoving.I pushed myself up and scrambled back until I hit the headboard. I curled in on myself, knees pulled tight, arms wrapped around them like I could hold myself together.My nose started running again, and the tears I was trying to hold back only made it worse. I dragged the collar of my sweater up to wipe my face, too miserable to care how undignified it looked.Brammon clicked his tongue.Usually, that would’ve been enough to straighten me out.For once, I didn’t care if he snapped another order or tried to glare me into submission. I was too raw—too upset to be rattled by him.“Next time, you bundle up if you’re going up there,” Brammon said, almost scolding.That did it.“Didn’t you hear what that flying lizard said?” I shot back, my voice shaking. “There won’t be a next time!”I braced myself for Brammon to bark back, to put me in my place, to remind me I was a prisoner here.But instead…He l

Chapter 16: Scent of Her

RHYDAN'S POV“Rhydan is going to take you there.”I was just about to take a sip of my tea when Fenric said it. I paused, the cup hovering just short of my lips.“Excuse me?” I lowered it slowly, one brow lifting. “Why does it have to be me?”He folded his arms, that familiar smirk already settling into place, like he’d been waiting for this moment. “I’ll be at the camp overseeing training and weapons inventory,” Fenric said.I turned to Brammon.He didn’t even look at me, his attention fixed on the slab of meat in front of him. “I have business in Opal City.”Fenric leaned back, a sly smile spreading across his face. “That leaves you.”I set the cup down with more force than necessary. My hand lingered against the table, talons itching beneath my skin, begging to break through and rake across Fenric’s smug expression. Maybe a few more scars would finally wipe that look off his face.I knew exactly what they were doing.They wanted me involved. Wanted me on board with whatever plans t

Chapter 17: Crosswind Crossing

RHYDAN'S POVThe jagged mountains surged up to meet us, their edges slicing through the mist like a maw waiting to devour. The ground came fast, and her screams only grew louder—threaded now with something fiercer, unexpected from someone who usually spoke so softly.“You’re fucking insane!” she screamed, her voice tearing against the wind. “Fucking winged monster!”A flicker of satisfaction stirred in my chest.Then she shifted in my hold, arms flying up around my neck. She buried her face against my chest, eyes squeezed shut, unable to look. Her nails dug into my skin as she clung to me, trembling so hard I felt it in every breath she took.Her fear spiked again—but now there was something else. The salt of her tears.That snapped me back to the present. Enough of this.With a sharp exhale, I let the shift take me.In an instant, my body lengthened, bones reshaping, wings tearing free. My talons closed securely around her small form, holding her against my chest as the last traces o

Chapter 18: Run Interrupted

ANWEN'S POVRhydan strode ahead of me the moment we stepped out of the clinic.He was not walking quickly, but his legs were so much longer than mine that every one of his strides forced me into two of my own.I hurried after him, trying not to stumble, trying not to fall behind. The last thing I wanted was to give him another reason to be angry with me. The last thing I wanted was to end up like the other human women I had seen—chained, shackled, and collared.Especially now, when he seemed to be in a dour mood because he had not received the answer he sought. Well, I had warned them. I had told them no healer would find anything.I kept following him, even as my legs began to ache. I had never walked this far in my life. Back in our hidden forest, I had only ever been allowed a few steps beyond our little cottage.Rhydan did not look back. He did not notice my slowing pace. He seemed lost in his own thoughts, and I did not dare call out to him.I stopped for a heartbeat—just long en

Chapter 19: Collared

ANWEN'S POVI couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t even bring myself to look at Rhydan.My breath caught in my throat, and every muscle in my body locked, as if bracing for whatever came next.But instead of exploding, Rhydan exhaled—a long, controlled breath, like he was forcing a storm back into its cage. The heat around us pulsed once, then steadied.He straightened, though his hands remained on me, firm and unyielding, pinning me in place.He turned his head slightly, nodding to the royal guards. “Seize him,” he ordered.Only then did I move. My head snapped toward Arlo just as the two uniformed Scions seized him by the arms. His eyes widened, and he twisted instinctively, struggling against their grip.“No—Arlo!” I cried, reaching for him, though he was already too far away. My fingers closed on empty air as the guards dragged him back.Arlo fought against them, straining to look at me, his voice breaking as he called out, “Anwen!”He kept shouting my name, over and over,

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