Heirot

Ren completely melted into the kiss, drinking in the man's reactions like fine wine. He thought he lost him. Lost him again. "You're okay. You're okay now," he whispered. He pulled his shoulders up into a tight hug and kissed him again. Behind them, Kishva pushed through the crowded hall to see what ...

Ren's eyes burned as he scanned the man for something he could hold down without hurting him more. His hand looked horribly bruised, his forearm a mess of ribboned flesh, and his stomach... People were watching, the hallway feeling more and more crowded around them. He didn't care about any of them ...

Ren dropped down next to Tenara and cautiously lifted Laurius's wrist, studying his wounded hand and arm in horror. His arm wasn't just injured... it was eviscerated . The same arm that had held him the night before. How had he thought for even a moment that Thvoros wouldn't try to kill him? Tenara ...

Havi grimaced as he noticed the man fading. He noticed a pair of guards closeby, but they seemed uncertain whether it was safe to approach. "If you idiots won't do something, I will do it myself," he growled. He pulled Laurius's arm over his shoulder and struggled to his feet. The room spun and his ...

Havi strained to keep pressure on the wound, shifting his weight as his abs protesting sitting up. "Keep your eyes open, unless you want Tenara to beat you worse than I did," he panted. "And don't let go of the sword until someone gets me away from you." He glared over his shoulder, looking for ...

Havi's sanity was flooding back to him the longer Laurius held the sword, finally a dominant voice in the power struggle inside him. He dragged himself to Laurius's side and propped himself up to examine the man's wounds. "This is not fun," he argued sourly, tearing his shirt free and balling it up ...

Havi hit the ground with a pained grunt and grasped reflexively at his searing wound. The skin was sizzling hot where the weapon had entered, as if it had been lit on fire and not stabbed. It had been the worst sensation he'd felt all day, and that wasn't a small list. "I yield," he groaned ...

Havi's brain washed blank the moment Laurius took the sword. Even if he wanted to counter the man's attack, it would be impossible. He was holding the sword, and its sway over him far outmatched the drugs in his system. He'd woken from bad dreams before, but this was the first time he'd woken into ...

By the time the guard reached them, Havi was at his breaking point. Between the false rut, his sister's commanding him through his blade, and the relentless pressure on his horn, darkness had begun creeping into the edges of his vision. Take it first. No, take it first! Take the sword first... he ...

Havi's claws dug deeper into the man's arms. Being taken by the horns might have weakened him as a reflex, but being commanded by a male in his current state also drove his fury to new heights. "I will never kneel to you," he snarled, ripping into his flesh. "It's hard enough just to keep from ...

Ren's green eyes hardened with pride and admiration. "Then tell them."

Ren rushed after her, unsure what to do. He knelt behind her as she pounded at the door, bowing his head in the face of so much female energy. "If you are present, it will be seen as interference," he said. He reached out and pulled lightly on the hem of Thvoros's shirt. He scoured his memory. He'd ...

Ren grimaced, no longer meeting her eyes. "If it was me, I would induce a rut. It's not good for the male's body, but it can be done. The pain could be enough to drive him from his senses, and if he was trapped with another male...one that had already hurt his Yurivis..." Was that why they hadn't ...

Havi was ready to try ripping Laurius's arm off when the man took hold of his horn. His battle instincts didn't prepare him for that.... it was one type of attack that just was not done. A male did not touch another male's horns, because they were the property of his Yurivis. Sudden numbness ...

Ren shook his head gently. "Marquess Ruthe is among the most powerful houses, and she built her reputation on the rule of law. Traditions and pacts are strictly followed. She will surrender Havi, provided that Laurius wins and no one from either house provides unfair interference in the match ...