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to imprison you—unless you can’t be trusted with those hands of
yours. Then we can chain you to the wall.”
Prince Aleth squirmed a little and
Ryllan felt the prince’s cock as hard as his, rubbing against his
abdomen.
“ Or perhaps chain you to
our bed,” Ryllan whispered.
Aleth’s eyes grew large again, but his
breathing quickened. The prince now stared at Ryllan’s mouth, as if
seeking another kiss. Ryllan felt obliged to give him one. He
lowered his head and captured the prince’s lips in a much fiercer
kiss, this one rough and heavy with desire. Ryllan drank from
Aleth’s lips, his hunger growing the more he kissed the
male.
Sweat beaded his brow and his cock
ached between his thighs, but Ryllan found the strength to pull
away from the tempting little prince. He climbed off the bed and
stood at the side, watching Aleth seem to struggle with his
desire.
Aleth sat up and stared at Ryllan.
“Why did you leave me? Did I not do something right?”
The question answered to Ryllan’s
assumption. Prince Aleth wasn’t the wanton. “You’re a virgin,
aren’t you?”
Aleth’s face reddened further and he
looked down at the bed—which was all the answer Ryllan needed. “Do
not play with fire, young prince. You know not what you tempt in
us.”
“ Why did you come for me?
Really? Why do I feel as if I … know you?”
Ryllan leaned against the wall,
stunned by the last question. “The Oracle told Prince Agarri you
were imprisoned in the castle, forced to help the invasion, and you
needed to be saved. We were chosen.”
“ Why the three of
you?”
Ryllan looked away. There
was no reason to tell the prince why it had been them. They didn’t
plan to mate the male, so why tell him and blur the lines? Because your soul knows him, too. He is our mate,
and our bodies know it. “It was the vision
the Oracle saw.”
Aleth was quiet, his stare intense.
“Why do I feel you’re lying to me?”
Ryllan gazed at the prince, not saying
a word.
Prince Aleth watched him closely, but
let it go after a moment. “What does my brother plan to do to
me?”
“ To you? I don’t think he wants to do anything to you. Unless the
Oracle was wrong and you weren’t being forced to help against your
will.”
Aleth looked down again, and Ryllan
wondered what was going on in his head.
“ At first I wasn’t. After
all the years of abuse and begging on the streets, being laughed at
and taunted by other shifters, I didn’t mind helping enslave our
people. I actually … enjoyed a little … vengeance.”
Aleth crawled to the side of the bed
and placed his feet on the floor. “But then as I saw the things
they were doing to people, the fun of it all wore off rather
quickly. Anyone who spoke out against the Xakarrians was tortured.
Many were killed. The number of minds needing to be wiped and
memories altered grew staggeringly. I went to bed exhausted by what
they’d made me do day in and day out.”
The prince stood and crossed to look
at himself in the mirror. “I tried to escape several times, but
they caught me over and over again. I became a prisoner in the home
that should’ve been my birthright. I didn’t want to wipe any more
memories. I didn’t want to help them, but my father threatened my
life if I didn’t.”
“ King Stugaati is helping the
Xakarrians?” Ryllan asked. He’d held on to hope the news was
wrong.
“ Helping?” Aleth asked,
spinning around to look at Ryllan. “He’s leading them. The
Xakarrians are his paid enforcers. It wasn’t an invasion at all. It
was the creation of a police state with my father as dictator
instead of king.”
Ryllan couldn’t help but feel sick to
his stomach. The king they’d all sworn fealty to had let them
down.
Now Stugaati would have to be taken
down.
“ So, knowing I helped them
willingly at first, will I now be imprisoned?”
Ryllan was thoughtful a moment.
“Perhaps if you’re willing to redeem yourself, you can prevent
that.”
Aleth