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Chapter 8 His Oath, Her Heart

Word Count: 1588    |    Released on: 07/04/2026

– His Oath

ghteenth birthday, the entire Blood M

doubled their watch, and whispers of the P

ning grounds, there

str

sword down, her breath uneven, her grip t

Nicole sa

keep her mo

e, a sudden wave of heat surged thro

urred, her kn

ra.

rom her hand before

she could fall, his arm firm around her waist

too warm... al

ispered, though her

uietly. There was no rebuke

fore her as his eyes searched her face with a

self too far,"

y. "It's not just the training..." she admitted. "It fe

h subtly. He knew. Her wolf was aw

ned by her side, alway

tice of the close relationship

y that it was mor

to secretly watch N

se a king does not give his daughter's heart an

Nicole towards the kingdom before

ora's eighteenth birthday, Nicole

ll face it

adiness in his gaze. At the qu

," she said, her vo

. But something in his to

rainer," she

Silence stretched. The a

could stop them, brushing lightly again

oft... hesitant.

s control slipping in way

wayed again. "You're not staying here

ently, supporting her weight as he guid

eady, her body leaning into his more with each passing

did not

, he set her down carefully near t

t behind them, seali

ow, rougher, threaded with

y what I was brought here to be," he whispered, his br

e looked up at him, eyes wide and shim

closed around hers. He lifted her hand and pressed it to hi

lips like a prayer, sacred

ion hung be

her fingers tightened around hi

admission

free hand sliding up his chest to rest over his heart as well. Nicole hesit

di

tenderly across her cheekbones, wiping away the fain

he might vanish if he held her too tight

and deep, a gentle collision of every

n deepened as Nora sighed softly into his mouth, a de

ed the faint salt of her skin mixed

her neck, fingers threading gently through her

in his chest as she pressed clos

every second... as though thi

urve of her waist, before settling possessively at th

ynced in a frantic

oreheads rested together, breaths

low, hypnotic strokes. His other hand stayed at h

voice husky and thick with des

ttered open, so

d traced the sharp line of his jaw with trembling fingers, the

he single word laced wit

shattered what rema

e slightest hesitation and found none... only warmth, tru

forehead brushing hers

til the edge of the bed m

onto the soft sheets, never breakin

out beside her, one arm sliding

there, her lips warm and slightly parted, and a quiet moan escaped her as his fingers slippe

touching, breathing, simply being. Soft sighs

ids, then the corner of her mouth again in a series of

er skin, his voice a low, velvet

k, pulling the covers over her a

nd his again...

l her breathing softened. Not unti

ently place her ha

e... watching her. Something unreadable

le

was colder tha

ugh the palace grounds, hi

er barely audible voice that

wn smiling l

esence. He couldn't wait for

an imagining a life

perfect they wou

world of imagination... a little n

nal. Familia

.. It was un

d. Without hesitation,

ad grown accustomed to over his tw

om his own Pack: T

est ti

n thinking of her... of a fu

eality stood

. or h

which choice w

or's

ing... but s

low because the next ch

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