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Wolfless Temptation Chapter 1.
Feyre’s POVI was sitting in the library, idly going through a book when the maid came to fetch me. Alarm bells rang in my head immediately. She bowed low, rushing over her words in her hurry to deliver her message. “The Alpha wants to see you.” She panted and it was such an odd statement that I paused. My father never wanted to see me. Maybe he had once upon a time when I was younger and promising, but not since I’d turned seventeen and my first shift had still not occurred. These days, he went out of his way to outrightly avoid me, so the sudden request for my presence was strange. Not to mention worrisome. Shaking myself free of my thoughts, I rose to obey, not wanting to portray any hesitation to his summons lest it become the reason I receive a fresh round of punishments. Bookmarking my unfinished page for later, I headed out of the library with her, going down the hall to the door at the very end of my father’s study. She bowed and scurried off, leaving me to face the
Wolfless Temptation Chapter 2.
Feyre’s POVI left my father’s manor, my home for the past twenty years, along with all of my belongings, accompanied by a group of strangers who were to escort me to my new home. Well, it would be more like a new prison but I didn’t see the need to be so particular. I’d dressed as attractively as I could, heeding my father’s wishes as always, in a purple dress that matched with the deep violet of my eyes. My hair had been tamed into an elegant twist at the back of my neck with two tendrils hanging on either side of my face. Even Father had approved of my appearance before we’d left. The journey took six long hours, all of which I spent riddled with anxiety before we arrived at the Lycan King’s palace. It sat up an incline, at the top of a hill, overlooking the great city beyond. My escorts dumped me before the front door, informing me my bags would be brought up before leaving. A maid waited by for me, curtsying once before leading me through a flight of stars and several
Wolfless Temptation Chapter 3.
Feydre’s POVI remained at the doorway, unwilling to go near the lewd scene on the bed. His eyes, one bright amber and the other a golden-yellow scar tissue from a wound that extended above his brow and down to his cheekbones, roved over me. Heart beating faster and faster, I watched them go from mild curiosity to puzzlement and then such anger that I flinched. “It can’t possibly be.” He said in a tight voice that promised unpleasantness if whatever the ‘it was’.“Step closer Girl.” He growled at me. Shaking from head to toe, the look on his face not inviting atall, I took a few careful steps closer. He sniffed the air and then his anger morphed into rage. In a flash, he rose, the naked girl on his lap thrown off in the process. I flinched at the sight of him before me, for he was naked too. “Leave.” He thundered at her and she scrambled to her feet, grabbing her clothes and fleeing to the sitting room, one last lingering glance at me. Once she was gone, his full, angry g
Wolfless Temptation Chapter 4.
Feyre’s POVI was taken to a much smaller room than the one I’d originally been shown, given the progression of events. My neck still ached, the memory of the Lycan King’s crushing grip etched into the slate of my consciousness. Garrick wordlessly showed me inside, turning back out and bolting the door shut so that I was locked it alone. I turned around to take in the room.There was a narrow bed inside along with a modest desk and chair. Nothing else adorned the room by way of furnishing or decoration. A single door stood on the other side of the wall. I opened it to see a small bathroom with a shower installed to boot. A tiny window opened to the outside, the only source of light and ventilation. Two scones were perched on the wall, but the fading rays of the sun, still yet to set, provided enough light for the moment. I didn’t bother to put them on. Evening was fast approaching, I thought walking to the window. I had somehow managed to survive my first day within that ruthl
Wolfless Temptation Chapter 5
Feyre’s POVThey didn’t come for me until the next evening. At first, I thought it was the maid so I didn’t bother to stand up from my bed or even turn to look. She would drop the food on my table “You need to come with me, Miss.” A strange male voice I’d never heard before said and I startled, turning my head to see a guard waiting at the entrance of my door. I sat up straight, heart flying to my mouth immediately. I was already dressed, albeit still in the outfit I’d worn upon my arrival. I’m sure I looked a sight in my rumpled outfit, but my bags hadn’t been brought up and I’d had to re-do the same dirty, rumpled dress after my shower this morning. Despite my bedraggled appearance, I arranged my skirt around my legs and walked past the guard, staring straight ahead and keeping my chin high, doing my best to bolster my courage with a few breathing exercises and mantras. I would not cry. I would not beg. I would accept whatever fate I was given with as much grace and
Wolfless Temptation Chapter 6
Feyre’s POVI let Garrick lead me out of the throne room unseeingly, tears blinding my gaze and sliding quietly down my cheeks. After a few minutes, I pulled away from him and wiped them off with the back of my hand, preferring to follow on my own. He glanced at me but said nothing, taking his arms off me once I tried to shrug him off and striding so he was firmly in front. We went through the halls of the castle and I could barely notice the surrounding decor, defeated as I was by the proceedings of the meeting I’d just left. Xaden had let me go. Something I hadn’t thought possible. His disinterest had actually worked in my favor. I could have been on my way home by now. I could have had a chance to figure out what to do with my life, even if I was no longer welcome in my pack. I could have been spared this but instead, I was here, being led further and further into the castle that was to be my new prison. And it was all because my father hated me. Hated me for being a disappoi
Wolfless Temptation Chapter 7.
Feyre’s POVI was led out of the dressing room by Mrs. Esmelda afterwards and taken to the dormitories where the girls slept in shared rooms. The receptionist Garrick and I first met informed the Madame that only two rooms had any free bed spaces. After letting her know which, she was dismissed and Mrs. Esmelda took me back through to the hallways, stopping at one of the doors. She didn’t bother knocking, flinging it open, and striding in like she owned the place. She didn’t but even if she had, some courtesy would surely not be out of place. A small girl with dark brown hair jumped at our intrusion, knocking a bottle of ink off the table she sat at in the process. “Oh!” She exclaimed, scrambling to pick it up. She stood suddenly, knocking the chair with more force than necessary, and the weak, plastic thing toppled backward. “Mishka!” Mrs. Esmelda bellowed. “Sorry! Sorry!” She apologized profusely, dabbing at the ink on the table with a rag. After she was done, s
Wolfless Temptation Chapter 8.
Feyre’s POVI spent the next day being waxed, scrubbed, oiled, and primed by three maids. I was naked for hours in a large spa-like room where I received what would ordinarily have felt like really nice pampering. Knowing why it was being done, I felt more like a chicken being fattened for slaughter. Or more specifically, an object being beautified for use. After they were done, I was smooth all over, all the hair on every part of my body aside from my head had long disappeared. My skin felt so soft and sensitive. I was slightly disturbed by it. I smelled differently too, not strange considering I’d practically been bathed in several perfumed oils. My nails were perfectly trimmed, the soles of my feet scrubbed till they were soft and pink. I felt like an entirely new being, on the outside at least. Inside, I was miserable. I waded out of the spa room in fluffy slippers and a kimono to see the maid who had escorted me over waiting impatiently. I was starting to learn, here at t
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