The Beasts That Bleed Us (The Bound By Blood Series Book 3) by Erin Mainord

Author:Erin Mainord [Mainord, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lake Country Press & Reviews
Published: 2025-04-02T00:00:00+00:00

The hour is late, and the halls are empty as I make my way up the stairs and to our quarters. All the staff would have retired for the night, which is why my interest piques when I hear a set of footsteps coming from farther down the wing. A steady click clack, click clack tapped from heeled shoes.

A tall, slender woman rounds the corner into view, and we both stop at the sight of the other. I recognize her—the short reddish-blonde hair, the front pieces cut to frame her chin, the speckling of freckles across her nose and cheeks… This is the shifter from the river. The one that stumbled onto Sin naked and offered him company when she didn’t realize I was there too, obscured in the shadows behind him. She knew he was betrothed, and she offered her company regardless.

She recognizes me, too. If her coming to a full stop when she sees me isn’t enough of a tell, the sudden baring of her teeth definitely is. She’s rubbing her forearm, and when we both begin walking again, I notice there is redness where she is massaging, as if she’d been grabbed. She averts her eyes when she is closer and says nothing as she passes. To her credit, she had the sense to sheathe her teeth a moment after she bared them instinctively. Good. Because I really didn’t feel like shattering them in her mouth tonight. And to my credit, I didn’t ask her why she is slipping out of my betrothed’s bedchamber.

A few moments later, I’m outside our doors, but when I reach for them, they swing open before me. Sin stands in the doorway, one arm gripping the top of the frame as he drinks me in. “I was just about to come find you,” he says lowly, voice sinister.

“No need. I’ve returned to my cell like a good little prisoner.” I push past him, half expecting him to try to stop me. Instead, he spins on his heels to track me but doesn’t move. His nostrils however, flare abruptly, and his eyes darken to liquid black. Oh, so he’s still pissed too. Wonderful.

I walk into the washing room and begin splashing water from the pitcher onto my face, my fingers rubbing circles along my cheeks. Sin follows behind me wordlessly, leaning forward in the doorway to hold the top of the frame again. He watches as I wash my face, and I note his nostrils are still flaring.

“Is your head still hurting?” I blurt out.

Surprise conceals his anger for a fleeting second, and he shakes his head quickly, either to dismiss my question, or his reaction, altogether. “My head is fine,” he growls.

I blow out a sharp exhale. “It didn’t seem fine on the ship.”

“That was then.”

“Are you having headaches frequently?”

“Does it matter?” he hisses. “I said it’s fine now, but unless you wish to give me another one, I suggest you stop asking me about them.”

I balk at him for a moment,

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