The Secret of the Woods: A Sleeping Beauty Retelling (Forbidden Fables Book 3) by Savvy Rose

Author:Savvy Rose [Rose, Savvy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-16T16:00:00+00:00

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DANTE

WALES 1646: THE PAST

“I know. I already know of the babe.”

He was seething mad, but not with Lilith, with me.

“Then how did you just let her go?”

“And what was I to do, Dante? Tie her up? Cage her? I loved her.”

I stopped pacing in his dark office, and when I faced him, his face had fallen and he looked tired, ancient. Good looks were something that kept our true identities safely hidden, and today he looked every bit his age.

“She wanted freedom, she wanted worship. And that’s exactly what I gave her…and it still wasn’t good enough.”

I scrubbed my face, and now I felt anger at him, anger for letting a walking Goddess leave us all.

“I know you fancied her, you half-wit. You were never good enough for her, don’t you understand?”

I growled, then I pushed him, knocking him into the tapestry that he had commissioned of Lilith, standing beside a large tree with an even larger snake wrapped around it, lingering beside her ear.

Domenico’s fangs sprung free, and he growled back, only he didn’t charge me. I knew he wouldn’t. When it came down to fighting or fucking, he would always choose fucking. I knew that much of my brother.

“I have never tasted blood as sweet.”

“And you think I have? Why do you think I fought so hard for her? It wasn’t just her cunt, her lips. It was everything.”

I sat on the only chair in the room, head in my hands. I wish I didn’t feel this way, I wish I had never found her and taken a small taste that night. She had been drunk and laughing, and one thing led to another…

Lilith knew what we were, and she loved it. She loved the blood, the secrets, the worship. She was a Godsend, she was everything we needed and wanted. It was a damn shame that she fell for Domenico in the first place.

“What else is there to do, Dante? Tell me.”

I don’t have the answers, I never did—that wasn’t my place.

“Aren’t you angry? Do you not feel rejected? Betrayed?”

This garnered a laugh from him, as if he couldn’t be bothered with any of those feelings. After all, we had been dead for centuries, you would think emotions would fail, but they did not—they remained.

“Of course, I feel rejected! Betrayed! I gave her years of my life. Risking being found out. We did every sinful act known to man, I would have been cast aside just as fast as Mary Magdalene.”

“Then we just forget her? A Goddess dropped down to us from Heaven, who’s blood tastes like life itself?”

Domenico stood, shoving his hands in his trouser pockets, thinking, as he gazed out of the tall stained-glass window. “I guess you’re right. I thought perhaps I could just forget, but not without tarnishing her name. I will make a monster out of her, I will tell her story of evil, sexual prowess. The child killer.”

I squeezed my fists together, remembering the way it made me feel when I drank from her.

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